His Southern Railroad had done something he had begged his bosses to do- and they almost listened- and that was opt out of Amtrak.Not that he had obje...ted to Amtrak entirely. Ran properly, it could have done a lot of good. It would have killed some of the nastiness that existed on some railroads- nastiness that killed rail ridership. Rusty, leaky, filthy equipment. Outrageously long schedules to serve all stops, and thus not require more than one train a day. People hadn't seen boredom until. “So you’re happy, everything is going well for the two of you, Jenna?” said Aunt Delia. “Yes, yes, Aunt Delia. Everything is fine. Well, almost. I mean you know,” she said. “Yes, your daddy David,” she said. “Yes,” said Jenna. “The time will come when you will be together again,” said Aunt Delia. “I know it.” Jenna sighed. “I hope so, it has been so long and so many things have happened and he has done so much for us, especially me, and all any of us seem to do is to make his life harder.. I watched her face as she played with my clit and stroked my labia. When she slipped a finger into my pussy, it was smooth and wet and I loved it. I closed my eyes and let her have her way.I’d never had a woman touch me before, at least, never sexually. I was aroused in a whole new way, a completely different erotic sensation. I was starting to feel like cumming again when Megan’s soft red hair brushed my face. I felt her breath on my cheeks, felt her lips press mine, then felt the warm, wet. " She laughed. "Here, how about this one?" I pointed to a picture later in the series, one of my first down-the-blouse shots. You could see some really nice cleavage, and her face had come out real pretty, as well. Our fingers touched as I handed her the viewer. She leaned in to see and the sides of our arms became pressed together, again."I guess," she said."Oh it's really nice," I protested. "First, your face looks so pretty in that shot." She sat back, and I could tell she liked being.