I had lost track of everything other than the tits that I was sucking on when I felt some pressure on my crotch. I looked down and saw Taylor’s hand...on my crotch over my jeans. She grabbed my dick over my pants. I was so hard it was almost painful.Taylor squeezed and rubbed my cock in my jeans. She kissed me again then put her lips to my ear. “MMM, that looks painful with this all bound up in there,” she said pointing to my crotch.I did not understand her and just gave her a, “What?”“Craig,. I left them there waiting to see what else she would do. I wondered if she was after my wallet. Fine by me - this would be worth it. There wasn't much in there anyway. I had the feeling though that she was not after money. I thought she was after bigger, harder game.I was curious as to why she chose me and what she looked like and whether it mattered. So many questions, but I was in no rush to get answers. This was obviously her fantasy. I felt like seeing what I could do to help. I'm a very. I got out of the window and met them coming through thedoor, I welcomed them in and escorted them to chairs,the taller young woman sat down while the shorter onebusied herself looking over the displays, I gentlyremoved the taller woman’s shoes and measured themboth, having acquired the proper size, I walked intothe back area of the store where we kept our stock toget the pair that was requested.When I returned from the back room I noticed it was amoment or two after closing, I stopped at. There were three marshals standing on the south side of the train and three on the north along with the man in charge. There were three more up in the engine compartment and one standing on top of the coal car as it was being loaded.The Marshal in charge waved his hands and the whistle blew. The men stopped loading coal and the marshals on each side of the train climbed up the steps. Three got in the red caboose and three got into an empty passenger car that was third from the rear.The man in.