"Having a good look are you?" she asked me sternly."Sorry," I apologised.She laughed. "I was only joking, honey. What's your name?"I turned to her and...shook her hand. "Kendra," I said.Her eyes widened in shock. "Oh, my god. That was the name of my date. Hey, are you the straight girl who's curious about doing it with another woman?"I noticed the bartender was dealing with another customer and then turned back to her and nodded."Ah, so you are shy," she said. "I'm Monika. Nice to know you hadn't. Lady Jonias has called her a coward for suggesting it. Lady Jonias is wrong. Lady Straltaira is a patriot, a war hero, and a most respected servant of this court. For her, victory is impossible, because victory means doing the impossible. Letting our people starve. Letting the Night Wolf inflict his horrors. Letting a rebellion lay waste to a province. Lady Straltaira’s love for her people is admirable, but it leaves her unwilling to do what must be done.” She paused for a moment, letting the. I must admit that we got a lot more attention taking off our outer wear that morning. When it was just me, hardly anyone noticed ... I didn't mind sharing the attention, I even enjoyed the view myself. Cheryl was a knock out blond. She was just a very few pounds over weight, not enough for men to notice. The great things was that her body, both top and bottom, matched. Mine didn't match at all.When Cheryl stripped down to the tight wool pants, and even tighter sweater, men began to drool. Even. I never doubted his intentions. He has always been a good to me and I felt safe traveling with him. So the train started towards Bangalore around 10 pm from Dadar station. We were to reach Bangalore after about 24 hours. As the train started its journey, we sat on the lower berth. My father in law said he would sleep on the lower berth as he cannot climb up. I was fine with it. My son was sitting on my lap and I was sitting near the window. Meanwhile, we were chatting normally about family and.