When he felt me flinch, he made soothing noises in my ear and said, “Trust me.”Before I could respond, I felt him use the knife to liberate the bl...ck lacy thong from my body. He closed the knife and stuffed it, along with my panties, into the left front pocket of his trousers. “A souvenir for me,” he laughed.I held onto the pole and tried to see his reflection in it, but the chrome was dull from years of wear and dirty hands. When the train stopped, I should have gotten off and walked away. But. I did well, too. A lot of my success in college and in business can be directly attributed to my airborne training. They taught me a lot about perseverance during my brief stint in the airborne. I don’t give up easily and I believe I’m more apt than a lot of my peers to think outside of the box.I think I also have a firmer grip on my ethics than a lot of the people around me. I’ve always had a pretty well-developed sense of right and wrong, despite what you might think of me after the way I. I sucked them. “Aaahhh…”she moaned, “you make me sooooo wet”.“Baby, I like you wet. Cum for me. Cum now” I said.And she cummed again on me. But jumped a few more times to make me cum too.Then she got off me and gave me another long smooch. My dick was still standing erect. “You are not tired yet, I see “she teased me. “The beautiful view doesn’t lets me to” I replied and she laughed another of her blushing laughs.I thought of something and then hit her ass hard with my hand. She cried. And then. ... Seems so impossiblypetty. Yet here I am.I start to think about myself, about how I can still glean sensationfrom the things I physically touch. I know I am on a bed because I cansee it and I feel what little mass I have pressing down. Then there'swhat's going on upon my new side, my inside. I am filled witheverything Lurline placed safe inside me. I can even discern the oddsand ends a busy woman accumulates without thinking. Crumpled receipts,a tangle of forgotten jewelry, a half-eaten.