Still sitting on the step biting my lip he noticed.He came to my face and kissed me.Surpised by what happened i jumped up almost falling.He laughed an... said,Sorry! I came closer to him and kissed him.His lips were soft to the touched and closely parted with each kiss.I felt my body slowly melt into his and stopped myself.Wait!i said we are friends,he laughed and said friends that need to fuck you want this just as bad,stop being a bitch and let yourself go!He grabbed me by my hips pulled me and. Whenever I do Civil Ceremonies I often play a game in my head as I look at the guests trying to guess who is gay and who is straight. I notice that there are far more women than men and most of the guests seem to be between mid 20’s and early 40’s. I’m in the middle of my guessing game when I spot the brides entering the room wearing amazing white dresses and they are both jaw droppingly stunning. One is kinda Latino looking and around 5 foot 3 with long dark hair, beautiful olive skin, very. ”He removed them, winked, and said, “Lil-darlin, I think we are on the same train track, how’s about meeting me in the caboose?”Now was my chance, “Meet you, I'd lead you there!"“Mmmm, I like that idea.”I batted my seductive eyes and purred, “What’s the first thing you do?”His reply was as smooth as whiskey. “Just gaze at your sweet ass as you wiggled your way between the rows of seats to the back of the car.”I envisioned myself in the period dress of the old western days. I laughed, shaking. Enraged, I hurriedly began strapping up again. Arranging the bags more methodically, I reloaded the papers that had fallen out of my Schwinn's basket and began laboriously walking the bike uphill.Finally at the top, I took a right turn and surveyed the street that lay before me and that led to the beginning of my route five blocks away. Whereas the steep grade that led from the paper station to the top of the hill was sudden and sharp, the street before me was a long sweeping downgrade as far.