"Did you sleep well?" Sarah asked me."I sure did. I always sleep well on trains," I replied."When have you ever slept on a train?" John asked.Catherin... looked at me with an alarmed expression as I realized my goof."I don't remember, but I'm sure that if I did, I slept well," I laughed as I tried to pass it off as a joke."You're going to have to learn to be more careful than that," Catherine thought to me."I know. I'm sorry," I thought back."Well, I wouldn't worry about it now. It's water under. "Price called me for another job tomorrow night," he said, breaking the silence. "I don't want to go, but it looks as if I have no choice. I know that you were trapped into this whole mess without realizing what was happening, but maybe after this next job we will be able to get out of here. I'll have my pay for driving the car and we can leave. We may have to leave the country, but anything is better than staying here and living this kind of life for the next few years!" How marvelous it would. I told her I had already planned that so we could have someprivacy. She pulled her car into the garage as I walked inbehind her closing the door.She stepped out of her car in a blue "business"suit. I was in awe as I've always loved a woman who dresseslike that. I walked over to her, reaching around her waist,leaned down and lightly kissed first her left cheek workingaround to her ear as my hand went down her back until it restedon her ass.She pushed me back away, appearing angry. She then. Naked before me, her skin a flawless velvety brown from head to foot, she reminded me of erotic drawings in which women's curves are exaggerated beyond the natural.My fingers gently but firmly rotated her on the spot so I could examine her from every angle. "Please, sir," she begged as the scrutiny continued (I had told her my name but endearingly she continued to address me as if she were still waitressing at the garden party); "I'm so confused but I need you, sir." Soon, little one," I.