When the train eventually pulled in to the platform it was not too hard for me to be close behind the boy as we were willy nilly pushed forward by tho...e crowding behind us. Anyone who has travelled on a local suburban train in Mumbai India, will know just how crowded they can be and how a passenger is forced to stand in close proximity to others. It was quite easy for me to make sure I was standing directly behind the boy as the train started. The shoving crowd and the jerky motions of the. Carol made a soft grunting sound: “Uh!” I began massaging her there, my finger sliding in and out, the heel of my hand pressing against her clitoris. Her face began to contort, and her breathing grew shallow… …Then I heard a low rumble, and through the rain-drenched plastic I saw a large blur approaching which had to be our bus. I stopped what I was doing and told Carol that the bus was coming. She quickly pulled up her panties and fastened her coat and by the time the bus hissed to a stop and. That laughing voice reverberated through my head in a loud echo and I found myself becoming angry with my subconscious.Etta appeared to be blissfully u*********s in the loving arms of liquor high, sleeping it off as it were. I reached down and righted the bottle on her bedside table. The room was permeated with the smell of cheap liquor. I was pretty sure Etta was down for the count.I nervously took my left index finger and poked Etta’s left butt cheek. My finger sunk into the soft, fleshy. .."Connor found himself unable to finish the sentence.The pirate chuckled again."Nay. She was too fine a pearl to let that lot have her. I bought her meself." You bought her?" Batterton asked."Aye. Bought their shares of her out, I did. And a damned poor bargain it seemed at first. She was a wildcat, gents, and no mistake. Spat at me, tried to claw me eyes. I had to lash her in a hammock each night to prevent her from killin' me with me own sword."He shook his head and poured himself another.