She gave me a look, and I laughed as I heard what I said. “No, that is not what it sounded like, sorry about that,” I said. She smiled, “I heard...worst,” which put me at ease. “Look I see you around, wearing the sweatshirt so tells me you’re just a laid-back guy just wanting to work out,” she replies. “And I need some help on weight day because last time I overdid it and hurt my back, so wondering we can work out together on certain days.” We talk a few about what days we work out and come up. “it was a bit hairy down there and she certainly was a bit loose in the vag department”! Such a way with words Steve had, “and then she goes, shit, this is my son’s car, I need a bit of lube these days when it comes to having sex and I keep some in my car, but I had to borrow my son’s tonight! Is it alright if we don’t have full sex, it might be uncomfortable for me.” “Fuck me Steve you can pick ‘em” said someone, “women that keep lube in their car, just in case – right charmer”“Yeah so. I don't think they cared about me. We would dumpster dive for food if people didn't give us enough money for the two of us. I took to rail yards I would sleep in open boxcars, we would travel that way too. Sometimes it was a little hard to catch a running train. Ginger could run faster than me, but she couldn't jump up into the car and pull herself up like I could.Ginger and me still had sex together. But I got to wondering what it would be like to have more human pussy. The last town I was. She called Ann. She did not know Bill and she was not sure she wanted to go to Atlanta overnight. When she express her concern, Ann assured her it would be fine. As a matter of fact, she would be in Atlanta that weekend and she would go to Bill's with her. Little did Barb know that this was all part of Mr. Darrien's plan. Ann would be present to set Barb at ease and make sure she would accept the invitation. A few more emails were sent between Barb and Bill and the arrangements were finalized..