The camera games had successfully run it's coarse and it was put away. It was time for more intimate moments as I began caressing Brenda's breasts. A ...light movement in the hedge opposite made me aware that we had a spectator. How long had he been there I had no idea. We must have alreasdy put on quiet an erotic display for him. Did Brenda know ? Should I tell her ? After her willingness to perform for our watcher in the dunes I decided to tell her. "Someone is watching us"."Good, where is he. You're still managing pain as quietly and scientifically as you can, even when it's your own."She nodded again. This man knew her inside out! What was he in real life? She looked at the hands. Neat, deft movements. One met men from all walks of life in the House. So long as they were rich enough. She dared not ask what he did or who he was. She glanced at his face. No - nobody she could recognise. She was almost sure she had never met him."Luckily, I don't care" he smiled at her, a cruel twist. When we got to the bunker it was mostly snooty bussiness type people there and their famlies, without my mom to stand up for us we got put in what migh have once been a storage closet with one bed in there. We tried to make the best of it but it was akward sleeping in the same bed and I had to resist cuddling up with her. I had never been that much of playboy so when I was with a girl I liked her to stay over and cuddle up and I tried desperatly not to do this. I think over the coming weeks I. You're a mom." Bye, Bill." The two women loaded up and taxied away."That's a pretty plane, Bill." I know, Mike ... we going to rescue airplanes today?" Nope ... I need to talk to the railroad." Ah..." I want to see how much it will cost to rent an engine." If you don't mind steam, Pollwaithe has one." Bill sprung that on him."Huh?" It's not very big. It's a standard gauge quarry switcher ... a saddle-tank H.K. Porter 0-2-2 wood burner. It runs ... Pollwaithe says it does. It's cute ... got one.