Then he put his hands on my pussy and ran it from clit to vagina. He was not gentle. And he kept doing it up and down for few times, until he decided ...o get inside my skirt.He entered inside my skirt. Since it was a long skirt, it was easy for him. I became tense if my friends could see him. Or if someone from upper berth could see it. I was so scared. I looked at the upper berth people, they were asleep. I looked at my friends and they were busy with their phones. This guy inside my skirt. Vanessa was sitting with my mother, holding her hand. Both looked years older.Sergeant Louise Finch stood at attention, full dress uniform, beside my mother and Vanessa.In almost 30 years on the Job, Homicide Captain Dave Jennings had never fired his gun at anyone. He was ready to, would have been willing to, I knew that in my heart. He practiced, as did everyone under him, at least twice a month at the police range in the old Armory on Main.I think part of his success was attitude. He remained. He had done quite a few things that others would consider dumb, stupid or just plain crazy, giving the last few dollars in his pocket to help a man who was hungry living on the streets. Giving a crying child a stuffed animal from a claw machine that the child just couldn't quite get, (he was good at it) even though he didn't have the money to spare. His wife had been degrading and nothing but negative towards him to the point that he knew that no matter what he did he'd fail and she'd be right. It was actually located inside of a library, and we both felt this would be very safe for both of us. Besides spanking, we both liked the fact that we shared so much in common. It seemed like everything from politics to religion, we both agreed on so many things.We both shared information on what we were going to wear, so it was easy to spot each other. When I arrived, she was seated at a table near the front wit a very colorful long skirt on and having a cup of special coffee. I went over to.