I thought, surely you wouldn't be going to work, or whatever it is you do, on a Sunday morning. But low and fucking behold, you boarded the train. Thi... time you didn't hesitate as you walked past me and sat directly across from me...again. Why were you wearing a long trench coat I asked myself. It was barely drizzling when I left home. Fucking prima dona doesn't want her 500 dress wet, I said under my breath as I barely looked you up and down before closing my eyes again. It wasn't long before. On my computer screen was Rabia in her yellow t-dress with mango patterns on it.She had a playful smile on her face and looked lively in her ponytails hairstyle and red matte lipstick. Even she too was sitting in front of her computer desk. There was a door behind her at some distance.Rabia: Hi baby, how are you? (She teasingly pulled her t-dress from behind which revealed the outline of her perky pointy tits, as she was not wearing a bra).Myself: I am doing fine, baby. You are looking adorable. . And, it won't be long before they'll be looking for him!"They settled down to wait. Five minutes passed."What the hell's keeping Jack... ? Maybe you'd better check on him, Ollie!" Ramsey growled."He's mine!" Arnie whispered.Ollie came out of the cabin, his pistol clutched in his good left hand. He peered into the darkness. "Stearns!" he called. "Where the hell are you?" Over here... Ollie!" Jay stage-whispered.The former boxer moved toward him, as Arnie came from behind, Jack's pistol in his. At 38 DD they had a perk that seemed to defy gravity but a softness that gave them a bounce that drove him wild with desire. After their breakup, she graduated, moved away and began work with a startup marketing company that was quickly becoming revolutionary in the marketing world. She was at the center of it and loved every bit of her job. It caused her to travel quite often, and after a couple years working for them found herself having to make a business trip to back to British Columbia,.