She was a gorgeous sight with her blouse wide open and pulled out of her skirt. Her skirt was rolled up into a 'belt' above her waist, letting her spa...se blonde pussy hair, trimmed as an arrow, drew our eyes to her honeypot. Her full tits, still high set and beautifully rounded were outside her widely open bra and bounced very seductively as she plunged two, then three, then FOUR fingers deep into her sopping wet cunt.Varying speed and scrapping as much delicious love juice onto her hand as. She only looked at my genitals for a brief moment. She had a professional demeanor similar to Dr. Miller, yet she didn’t seem to carry it into every aspect of her job. Over time I would become rather fond of her, not sexually, but in the sense that she was sort of like a mother figure to most of the people inside the CDC. Kristine Lane, on the other hand, wore military fatigues with a holster on her belt that housed what appeared to be some kind of laser pistol. Akira told me that she was one. . he had a definite bulge in the front of his trousers. What the hell is that all about I wondered? His cherubic face was set off by high cheek bones and his long light-brown hair was pulled back into a pony tail and he had the most amazing blue eyes. He moved from one plant to the next then stopped and looked over at me, smiled and nodded his head in a silent hello gesture, then went back to his chores. I idly wondered if this was his summer job and if he were a high school student or perhaps. For the next few minutes they played a cat-and-mouse game with their glances.“Now approaching…” the voice over the train’s intercom system said, as the train approached the next stop. Her seat mate got ready to get off the train.“Now arriving at…” the voice said. The guy pointed at Melissa’s tablet, then at her. Then he pointed at himself. Then he made a motion for her to follow him. Melissa’s heart almost stopped.Oh, my god, he wants me to follow him! she realized. And, it looks like, more.