I was certain that I was Gay.His eyes slightly shook from side to side as he stared at my own, his lips trembling, his body tense.“Im pretty sure th...t I'm Gay, dude... I think I said it to you last night but I think the Alcoho-”“Do you think that-that makes it okay?!” He snapped over the top of me.I jumped a little at the sudden burst of volume and hurt that came from his words.I took a slight step back. My mind reeling in horrible scenarios of him blaming me and beating the shit out of me for. As I slept, I drifted deeper and deeper, I was in danger of losing consciousness altogether, but as I relaxed I was unaware that the young couple, two seats in front were engaged in heavy petting, being watched in the next carriage by a guy having a wank.I suppose they were aware of his actions, as she was watching him while her boyfriend was delving in and out of her clothing, and when he slipped of the seat to perform oral sex on her, she smiled at him as he stroked himself, now fully aware. "She apologized. She's sorry. Make up to her, please?" Amy whispered in my ear.I was shocked that she would offer what she did. I knew how important these two days were to her. I could never, would never ask her to give that up.All I ever wanted was to talk to her about all of this. All I ever wanted to hear was that she was sorry. I just wanted her to admit what she did. I wanted her to realize what she had done to me and to our girls. She had admitted her error and offered in recompense the. He was a little bit light headed as he pictured Sandy's face plunging up and down in his lap while he watched a big cock sliding in and out of her pussy. Closing his eyes, he could almost hear the sound of the guys hips slapping against that gorgeous ass, pushing that cock as deep as it could go while she went beserk sucking his pole."Well, I wouldn't want to make you jealous. Were you jealous when Sheila did it with your friends in that pool?" Sandy was picturing a scene not too different from.