She smiled and said NO PROBLEM.A daily morning message started then on which led to 2,3,4 messages a day. She too used to send me messages. One day sh... never came as usual and I pinged her asking about her whereabouts, she was sick with food poisoning. GET WELL SOON messages followed then and I even called her almost daily, making her laugh. After a week she was back, we spoke up and after entering the train she was at her usual position showing me her armpits. I called her up and she looked at. I took a fingertip of shaving cream and dabbed it on the tip of her nose and she giggled. Splashing water on my face and grabbing a small towel I dried my face and then splashed on some after shave. Connie moved closer to me and slid her hand along my face. ‘Hmmmm.. Nice and smooth baby’ She remarked. ‘I won’t have to worry about stubble burns on my thighs tonight.’ I teased her saying, ‘And what makes you think these cheeks are going to be near your thighs tonight Connie?’ She just smiled. Hewent back to his food. How old was she? He put it at 16but she was small well smaller than him. But he was 6foot 5, everyone seemed small. He went back to his food.As the evening wore on he went out on deck to listen tomusic the sun was setting, a brilliant explosion oforange red and yellow on a cloudless day. Manchesterwould not be as bright he considered. The time passedand he decided he was going to get high. His brother’swere snoring lightly as he rummaged through to find theweed,. "I tried joking in order to get my mind off of what Nat's touch was doing to my body. "Ah, I've always wanted a manservant." Manservant? And here I thought I was just being a nice guy by getting an ice pack. Ah, to be so used by the fairer sex," Mark said walking back into the living room.I couldn't help smiling. In addition to his liquid smooth voice and gentle hands, Mark appeared to be a really fun guy."Actually, Nat here was just offering to play waiter and fetch dinner. I was just about to.