We packed our previous nights clothes in the bags that had been delivered to our rooms during dinner.“Paul? Do you really like those underwear? Do t...ey really feel that good?”“Yeah, actually they are great. They give great support and the material is cool so I don’t sweat like I used to. They were a great gift.”“Well they look really good on you too. You might need to wear them to bed once in a while. They are hot!”“Come on, let’s go home.”“Will you beat off for me again?”“I’ll beat off on you. ”In a way that helped Jeff because he wouldn’t have to stand and listen to the explanation again.Sandra reckoned that she would get right on with things and walked over to the dining area, turned a dining chair into the room, and sat down. She looked up at Julie and asked, “So what’s the form?”Jeff focused just then on what Sandra was wearing which was a pink vest top and rather short white cotton shorts and he realised that, just as with Julie, he would be lying across her bare thighs, so not. If you’ve done this trip, you know you have to transfer at Newcastle. Newcastle station itself is a dull dreary place, loud and unexciting. But there was one constalation: the toilets. Since there was a 35 minute transfer time inbetween our trains, I told my friend I had to ‘go for a slash’. I left her on platform 5 with a coffee and made my way to the bogs. I never have high expectations as mostly they are used by the normal transfer croud doing the normal business that toilets were intended. And waited almostmeditatively for something to happen. But whatever had happened hadstopped, for now. Oh well. Time to get more sleep, he thought, as hesettled to lie down again - until something caught his eye, in the littlesilvered mirror, that gave him the fright of his life. He just caught thesight of a person - no, two people, lying down on the bed with him!He jumped to, and looked at it again. They seemed to notice him! Butthey didn't seem concerned. Quite the opposite in fact....