I came down but again as I came down I had to sit down immediately as I was again up for her. Then after some time, people in my compartment started t... talk about politics, demonetization, etc. Even I shared my comments on demonetization. And during this conversation, we made eye contacts a lot of times. She also seemed to enjoy watching me. Then we all her husband (Ramesh), her (Shalini) and myself introduced each other. Her husband was more interested in politics than her. He didn’t even. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh crap as her little butt bounced up and down on my warm horny cock it thought .............shit, my rod is going to stick out and wave hello !!!!!!!! Heather looked back at me as smiled as she could feel my raging hard on. She pushed her sweet little ass up and down as the boat bounced along the choppy water. I was doing everthing possible not to embarrass myself but my cock had other thoughts. I told Heather thats enough it's Bobbie's turn. She went over and wispered. I just stared at her ass, thinking about how much I would love to spank it. I had become completely disinterested in dancing with any other woman in the club. I wanted her but did not know how to break the silence that had taken on a life of its own. As it turned out, I didn’t have to speak at all. We had danced together for probably thirty minutes when she motioned for me to bend down so she could tell me something. ‘Do you want to get out of here?’ she shouted over the loud drum and bass. "Grandpa..."The man was tall. Old. Blue denim overalls hung on a frame that once had been muscular, but still showed strength. Zak had never seen overalls, outside of a movie or TV. Had not thought they existed, were just some relic of the past, like white hooded robes or white powder wigs. The man wore a white short sleeved shirt under it, clean, but worn, like the denim itself, or the man. His face was clean shaven, head bald. Brown eyes were deeply set, as if age had caused them to fall back.