Now I have written about folk feeling helpless, secured totally in another`s power but this was something else, it was real, and it was me.The called ...laire from her hideaway, and timidly we heard her feet on the stairs, Louise went to meet her, Milly threw a cloth over my lap and we awaited the birthday girls arrival. Louise sat her to the table, and quietly explained to her like a c***d, that, “this nice man is tied down now Claire, and he can`t move or hurt you in anyway, he will just sit. 15 train on our way home after meeting for a few drinks after work. We were sitting together on the half empty train toward the front end of the carriage hidden from view from the other passengers who were all sat in seats behind us. A little way into the journey an older guy came through the adjoining doors from the carriage in front and passed by our seats into the carriage behind us leering at Mrs O as he went. I looked at her and she burst out laughing saying what a dirty old bastard he was. Another visitor and two doe-eyed nurses already have it covered. I experience a queasy lurch of unexpected discomfort. The sight of this casual giggly little pick-up-party in the corridor — here, in this place — seems suddenly as vulgar as offering to suck the Priest’s cock in a Confessional. I return my attention to Dory. Maybe it’s as tinged with disrespect as the young surgeon’s would-be harem, but I can’t seem to help it. I want to know what this feels like. I want to get inside her head. . Kevin nodded. "I'd hate to lose Wendy too. Let's not think about it anymore. Let's just have fun together."Lisa smiled. She felt her brother's hand on her knee and scooted closer. He began to stroke her inner thigh and she opened her legs a little more. Kevin looked around as he moved his hand higher. Noting no one was watching, he started to rub Lisa's pussy. Kevin fingered Lisa slowly while sipping his drink. She scooted her chair further under the table so another patron wouldn't discover.