"Nothing!" I answered. "Do I question your choice of clothes?" Ah ... no?" Why do you question mine then?" I asked. He just turned away after that. It...was after my history class that the Professor, my faculty adviser, called me aside."Well, Mark! You certainly present a better appearance today," he remarked to me. "You're well dressed for a change. Those are very nice clothes!" Yes, sir. My new employers lent them to me. My other clothes were full of dirt and grease from work. They told me that. .. I'm lucky I guess. She is a good kid and I don't have to worry about her too much. No more than any mother does I guess. They grow up so fast these days that I almost wish I could slow it down." I've been thinking the very same thing about my sons. Our oldest, Neal, is going into his third year of college and Phil will be starting his first. It won't be very long before both will be out on their own and leading completely independent lives." You told me your youngest was living with his. In Travenfjord,” Belita corrected.Will was impressed to the point of skepticism. Travenfjord was built on a cliffside. There was only one street from the top to the waterline. It switched back around fifteen times. Hauling anything there would be challenging. Hauling bricks would be like torture. He could think of hard labor sentences that would be easier. “That’s madness,” Will said, not hiding his disbelief at all.“Aye,” Belita agreed.“It wasn’t so bad,” Colin said, trying to downplay it.“Did. As the doors slide close, I’m dragged to them. I’m shoved against the glass. My cum covered tits are squished and I can see the gleeful faces of those on the other side. Onlookers begin filming me. I put on a show for them. I shake my titts while drooling on them. I pull on my piercing and play with my titts. Suddenly a cock begins slamming into me, making me rock against the glass. Loud, lewd moans escape my mouth. The train departs. Several more people fuck me in this position. Cum is.