"I then asked about firing the engine on wood."I got a good boiler pressure up," she said, "but we used a lot more wood than if we had been running on...coal. And if we hit any gradients I think the pressure might drop back quicker than on coal. I got the train up to about thirty miles an hour on the way back to York yesterday, but when running on rusty and possibly damaged track we don't want to exceed twenty miles an hour or so anyway. Also we'll have steam available to heat the carriage and. And her name, I always thought of that name as belonging to a girl a very special girl; like a Saint, Saint Bernadette Soubirous, of Lourdes. She had black kinky hair that was very short like Sophia Clerius short but not straight, but with multi colored glass beads woven into her hair. Actually it looked nice. She had a bright smile that drew you in. Infectious is a good word for it. Her eyes were black but a deep glossy black that sparkled when she was happy and she was happy to be away from. Marykay said she went to the ladies room feeling a bit tipsy when she came out a man grabbed her and pulled her into the banquet room in the back. She thought her girl friend was pranking her and laughed as she was taken into the room and played along. Marykay had not yet seen her attacker who held her from behind, still thinking it was a prank she reached behind herelf and grabbed his crotch. It was at this point she began to find something wrong when she felt her attackers hard cock in her. “Shut up and just…shut up…” Nicole moaned softly. Manny pulled back both hands leaving Nicole frustrated. “Okay, take your shirt! off” Manny demanded. Nicole turned to protest only to find he had already dropped his shorts and underwear. His giant cock throbbed in morning sunlight. “Please take your shirt off.” Manny tried. Nicole met his gaze but offered no smile. Her arms however began in to move in retaliation to her senses. Slowly she grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her.