" I know, that was stupid of me. He was there and at that time I guess I just wanted to punish you for running out on me. Anyway nothing happened, he ...ried to seduce on the second date, but I chased him out of my house." Well I'm not sure what was said, or why I said it, but I am sorry for anything that I said or implied on that Wednesday evening," I apologized to her"Oh David, I'm so sorry, I was all my fault. I was mad at you for being late and not calling to tell me why you were running. She desperately hoped her mom hadn’t been too late. Luckily, Mom’s timing was perfect. And Connie was a dear, promising to make several announcements, so every departing worker knew about Angie and where to find her. Still, for the next while, Angie couldn’t help but be a little distracted, repeatedly glancing over at the school parking lot, wondering if any cars were going to show up.“Hmm hmmmm? she asked her mother after about 30 minutes, a little bit worried, when no one had arrived yet.“I’m. ”Mr. Bates nodded. “Yes, Daniel sounds right. I’ll have to check.” He looked at me. “Put it out of your mind, boy.” He smiled. “You have a train to catch.”Vermilion Station was, by far, the most grandiose monument to the United Kingdom I had ever set foot upon. And remember, I had been aboard the IFS Zephyr on her first and final voyage. The station itself covered nearly the same square footage as Gilbert Bates’ mansion, but where his mansion was subdivided within by many rooms, the station was. Her hair was braided and the braid coiled atop her head and held by large chopstick pins. I took out the chopsticks and I considered removing the braid. While I loved seeing her hair fanned out around her body it would hinder our plans for the moment so I left the braid in. I picked up the end of her braid and used it to lash her back up and down Starting at her shoulders and working my way down her back to the top of her glorious ass cheeks.I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Tell me,.