" Then what's it going to take?"Silence. I waited. She had to tell me sooner or later."The truth. I've got to tell you the truth ... sooner or later."...I'm not afraid of that. I know you well enough to know that it won't hurt and it won't change my feelings for you." How do you know that? You don't know me ... at least ... my past. I could be married already, or have three children, or be a serial killer. You don't really know me." I suppose all that is possible ... but I don't believe it. I'm. The chips and cards were picked up and put in their cases. He got a trash bag from the kitchen, and with several paper towels and rags, he scrubbed the carpet wanting to eliminate the reminder that his wife was fucked by a black man.When he was finished, he went out on the patio and placed the garbage bag and contents in the trash can. As he was returning to the house, he realized that his cock was hard and his underwear was wet from pre-cum. He didn’t understand why he had become aroused, but. He was muscular without looking like a body builder. His body had a natural sheen that only accentuated all of his positives. Ebony was exquisite. She was a long legged, brown eyed beauty that screamed class. But she obviously had a dark mysterious side. Kitty and Red both started kissing Ebony all over. They paid a lot of attention to her luscious breasts. Ebony had nickel sized nipples that stuck out almost an inch. Kitty bit one and yanked it playfully. James picked Red up and spun her. This time was not our most revealing journey on this short train ride but what happened after it was the most fun we have had in public. On this train ride all we did was kiss a bit, she stroked my cock through my jeans and I rubbed her pussy through her tights but my fingers weren't wet just yet.As you come to the end of the path exiting the train station there is a small road that leads back up to some flats and houses that overlook the train station with only a relatively small wall between.