He tucked it into his pocket."Come on Jobe, let's go home."When they got within site of the house, Jobe took off like a shot. Scott called after him, ...I'm not running." Jobe stopped and looked back at him. He took off running again. Scott picked his pace up.Mr. Piotrowski came out of the house with Jobe at his heels."I think he missed his nice warm bed," Scott shouted as he passed the storage building."Good night?" asked Mr. Piotrowski."It was great! But I'm not so sure about freeze dried. The train we boarded was a special express and it was practically empty. Two hours later, the next station arrived and a young man, about thirty years of age got in. He was not very friendly at first. The tc came and checked our tickets. We then had dinner and even the other guy had his.When he finished, he started getting hiccups. Mom offered him water and then he thanked her. A thought crept in my mind. The journey was 2 days long and what if I set my mom up with this guy. He seemed nice. Mom. I found myself quite often alone with my new female friend talking about personal current passions, and issues. Following each other to and from the rest room as girls do. Then rejoining with the guys for more relaxed discussions drowned out by smoke and bass thumps. I started to notice constant contact between me and her as the night went on. When we'd stand shed come over and wrap her arms around my neck, burying her cheek into mine, kissing it before making a comment about our tits pressing. One night Margie asked me if it would be all right for her to go with some women she works with to a women's only night at one of the local tittie bars. My initial reaction was, "No fucking way!" but then I wondered how she would react to a bunch of naked men since I was the only man she had ever seen undressed. In the end I said yes and she gave me a big kiss and thanked me. The more I thought about it though, the more I wanted to know how she would react, so the next day on my way home from.