He regretted taking the job, that was for sure. Heaven knew when he’d get back to Florida now. The train was close to three days late as it was. The...last passenger to board the train came aboard and the conductor gave the highball to the engineer.Once the pride of Southern Pacific’s fleet, and now the embarrassment of Amtrak, Train 1, the Sunset Limited, blasted its horn a few times, and then set out on its fateful rendezvous with destiny.October 7th, 1995, 11:45 AM CT, Houston, TX“Sharon,. I put her suitcase on the kitchen table.I read the tag "No Name- address - yada yada!!" What a unusual tag to have for such a beautiful girl. I was curious but I did not have a phone to call the number on the suit case. I decided not to open the suitcase but I went in and put next to the bed. I laid on my couch and fell asleep.It was 7am when I heard the snow fall off my cabin. I woke up and open the front door. It had snowed over night about 10 inches. I went back inside and opened the bedroom. Put me back on my couch and me on sunned. I did not realize that watching me the whole time 2 men aged 22 years. Time passed and it was getting dark, it was already evening and I thought, it already has become pretty late. I went into my apartment, had left the door open because of the warm summer night. Thought, in such an idyllic town with so few crimes will happen to me anyway. I went into the kitchen and gave me something to eat. I heard faint sounds and thought to myself. I make love to. But it’s hard?he likes getting his ass ripped into, don’t you think??Indeed it was. Lionel’s penis was swelling defiantly as its owner rubbed his buttocks and snot ran from his nostrils. I was mystified as to why Lionel was here though—couldn’t they go through this bondage shit at the office? It was really interrupting my nod.?All right, Lionel?get dinner on the table. I expect you to have cooked something edible by six o’clock. Amaretto said, and she plopped down next to me, giving me a deep.