“If it’s money you want you are welcome to what we have,” Susan offered.Oliver was out of the car now. “Put all the money, your phones, keys, ...our credit cards, and anything else you have on the trunk.”Shaking like a leaf, Susan took her phone and keys and put them on the trunk.“Look man. We didn’t do anything to you,” Jerry pleaded. “If you want her, take her. She’s pretty much a bitch as far as I’m concerned.”“Just put the goddamn stuff on the trunk you sniveling shit. You’re our prisoner now. ...The minutes quickly ticked by, before I knew it the clock on the wall hadmade it's way to 7.10pm, the evening sunshine had dwindled & it hadstarted to get dark.I couldn't believe what I was doing. Of course, I had dressed all my lifeand had long dreamed of this kind of experience, but here I was and it wasactually happening to me right now. I had recently turned 24 years old, myadult male life could best be described as 'largely insignificant'. I hadstruggled to make any kind of impact on. “Smooth talker. You’re lucky I really, really like you.” “And that I look a little bit like a certain actor from days gone by?” “Especially that,” she confirmed. “You better have something really special planned.” With a sharp fingernail, she punctuated her point on his chest.* As they got out of his car, stepping out into the cold air of the parking lot, she laughed. “Okay, you had me going there for a bit. When you said “hotel” I totally figured you meant some sleazy little joint. This is. Then comes the next station (Green Park) wherein a beautiful housewife (aged around 35/36 years) entered our compartment. There were many vacant seats in that compartment. But to my surprise she took her seat between me & that senior citizen. I could smell the light perfume which was coming from her. She was also half wet & and was wiping her face & hair with her hanky. By the mean time 02 more station passed. Then suddenly I could feel her leg getting in touch with mine. At that time I felt.