It was the beltway for Albany. Inspired by the protestors at Dag Hammarskjold Plaza, Benjamin got a marker and a piece of paper from his satchel. He w...ote, ‘You may take my land, but you’ll never take my freedom,’ in big bold letters. A short bridge brought the train over the narrow Hudson into Albany. Benjamin keep the sing pressed against the window for all to see until he left the capital. As Benjamin passed through Saratoga Springs, the cradle of the American Suffragette Movement, he began. She told me that he had ordered her to let me fuck her or that he would tell her parents about her activities. Realizing that this would likely result in her getting expelled and that I already had a boner I decided to take her up on her offer. Walking forward I reached between her legs to fell her dripping wet cunt and found her clit already out from under its hood. As I started stroking it she moaned loudly. Reaching behind me I closed and locked the stall door. Leaving the huge butt plug in. Anger flared in my face. “You have had me followed? How dare...”He raised a placatory hand. “Come now, Sir Elijah. You are a knight of the Order of the Bath, and your daughters are close companions to the next Queen of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland. Of course, the F.O. kept tabs on you when you were in Paris. If they knew of your connection with Princess Alexandrina, which I assume they do, you would have been a person of interest to the French.”My anger dissipated; I could. Please don’t be angry at me for being here, the sad truth is I have nothing else to do. It’s sit around under a shade tree doing nothing, or this.”Carrie came out with her own grin, surprising him by kissing his cheek. “Please let her stay. We’ll get done twice as fast if she does. You need new sheets for the bed, the old ones are just, well, old. And you need to get a guy in here to check the appliances in the ki ... galley. I turned a burner on and didn’t like the smell. I’d hate to blow us.