You’re like a sister to me. Well I hope he don’t kiss her like that, dam it felt good. But we have been friends for over 2 years now. But these fe...lings have never been there or have they she thought .Maybe just always in the back of her mind besides he brought some hoochie to the company party last month. But he did tell me she was just eye candy and he did send her home in a cab. Well hell I could have been his eye candy but he is always trying to keep it professional at work. Still she was a. To allay her fears, I told her that, although she would not be permitted to protect her breasts from my attentions, she could request that I desist for brief periods. On the other hand, I warned her that it would be I, not she, who determined when her breasts had been brushed enough. Having informed her what it was that I had in mind, I brought the bristles of brush into contact with the underside of her right breast and gently drew them back and forth. Although the bristles were barely. She was oblivious to the occasional passenger passing between coaches. She seemed on the verge of orgasm as the train began to slow in approach to another suburban station, although I confess gauging female response is something of which I am never sure. We were still one stop from hers but I became sufficiently detached to make a strategic decision that would extend the pleasure beyond the inevitable and sudden interruption of reaching her station. I confess there was an element of the type. " The TV doesn't get any channels hardly. One of those UHF ones, and the one that's all fuzzy, that's it. This town doesn't have anything to do either. I hope we can leave here tomorrow." If they have everything, it shouldn't take more than an hour or two to fix it."They ate their meal in relative silence, although, towards the end of it, Maria did strike up a conversation with their waitress. Maria had started the conversation by asking whether a Greyhound Bus stopped in Baker on the way to.