Obviously, it’s quicker to fly but Emma has liked railway journeys ever since she was a kid. She joined the train in Paris after taking the Euro sta... from St.Pancras and was shown to a nice two berth sleeping car by the conductor. It had lovely crisp white sheets on the beds and there was a little shower (with the emphasis on little) and a wash basin. She was unpacking her night things when the compartment door opened again and the conductor arrived with another passenger. Emma was half hoping. A few years earlier My mother and father had fallen out and had separated, my father moved away, my mother was now on her own, my mother had a few social friends but no boyfriend, there was an older male friend she had and he could help me with male things should the need arise but apart from that my mother brought me up and cared for me, so that meant that it was just me and my mother living in a nice cozy home.My mum worked from home as she had an online business that she ran, she used a. When I protested, shesaid she did not have a choice, and neither did I if I wanted to livethere. It wasn't if I had to do anything. And I would not be there forall that long. So, I agreed.It was nice living there. They have a nice house in a nice neighborhoodin the suburbs.Patrick worked a lot so I did not see much of him. Teresa was not thereoften as she worked in sales and traveled often. When she was home, shespent most of her time doing all the paperwork and office stuff for hersales. . I lower my hand deciding to take a chance and brush my palm down your hip and ass. Your body responds leaning into me. As my hand falls away you look at me, our eyes lock. I see in those blue eyes that I can and will do what ever I want. I turn and walk out of the small utility room.I walk over to some 2x4 framing towards the middle of the basement and look up and mumble under my breath. You walk over and I point up. I step back as you walk over. Heels clicking across the concrete. You ask what.