.. but all those feelings were stuck trying to get out at the same time.-"I am sorry, maybe I am being to rude to you. Please accept an invitation to ...he movies or dinner or whatever you like to compensate for my ruddiness" - he said kindly, smiling. -"So may I come to pick you up around 7?"I went form being outraged to stupefaction, I could not believe what I was hearing. And I just nodded dumbly.I went home to shower and change clothes. At 7 o’clock professor Galvan knocked to my door, he. " Joe said proudly."Well you're just one success story after another. Are you sure you're not rubbing my nose in it?" She asked."Shelley you have to stop feeling sorry for your self and pick your ass up and get on with your life before it passes you by. I was there for you and you threw me away and only you know the reasons. However, it doesn't mean that I ever stopped loving or caring for you. You are still an attractive woman with a knock-out figure, a good head on your shoulders and. Still, she looked at me. Without saying anything, she slowly rubbed my cock over my pants with her hand.Our breaths were in sync. She was edging me, and I loved it. After what felt like an eternity, we reached the villa. It was quite large, with a private pool, a steam room, 2 bedrooms, a kitchen, a garden. We wanted to fuck each other in every room. We closed the door, and without saying anything, she pounced on me.She looked at me seductively, bit her lower lip, and just started kissing me. Once again, they had reserved a room at the Algonquin.The train was late. This was hardly unusual, and Paul was patient. He people-watched in the giant terminal, enjoying the beginnings of the Christmas season: people hurrying home to the suburbs on commuter trains; the arriving interstate passengers, being greeted by their Big City cousins.The Amtrak train, and the subsequent later-scheduled Amtrak arrivals from the south, were all late. Lois' train was now 75 minutes late. Laboriously, Paul.