They had taken everything, but they took too much. Along with my reputation, they had taken my sense of shame, my mores, my inhibitions. Really, it wa... this more than anything the drugs gave me that is the root of my power. There is no depth to which I wont sink in my quest for vengeance.Beyond this, the drugs physically changed me. The randiness subsided enough that I could think clearly, but it never truly stopped. It tends to build up if I go to long without a good tumble and I go a little. Deb’s jeans still dangled from her leg but she was overcome by a need to be naked. She paused her play just long enough to pull her jeans off her leg, leaving her completely naked. Deb then pushed a button to recline her seat to about 45 degrees, spread her legs, and shoved her fingers back inside her wet hole as she squeezed her breasts. Deb finger-fucked herself furiously and her thumb raked over her engorged clit. Even over the noise of the engine and A/C, Deb could hear the sloshing noises. I had a good time and that was it for me. I had a nap after reaching home and on waking up I saw a message from her asking what it is that happened in the train. I panicked initially but the ship sailed in my direction without any real effort from my side. We decided to date. We talked on the phone as lovers for the next few days.Then came the night of going back to Chennai. We booked tickets together again and I got in from my station to see her eagerly waiting for my arrival. We started. I demonstrated how to fill the sacks with sand from the nearby dry creek bed and tie them off. It isn't difficult, but after the first two or three, it becomes monotonous. Then it's just plain backbreaking work. There were a couple of hundred bags to fill.Janey and I finished our sacks at about the same time. I was more than a little surprised that she kept up with me. I was carrying the filled sacks over to another spot close by and was stacking them in a wall about waist high or a bit higher..