One was a middle aged man and the other was an elder lady of about sixty. The train slid into the station with a familiar his of steam which billowed ...ut over the platform hiding every one behind the cloud. As was the custom in those days we all sat a good way apart in the carriage respecting the others privacy. Settling down I started to read one of my text books which was an assignment for next night school class. The sound of the clackety clack of the train wheels along with the rocking. With this double action, I thought I would cum immediately, but I was also curious to see and feel how far these two can go, especially this 15-year-old boy. Chotu moved his hand over the exposed area of my waist. His palms and fingers were quite cold, probably as he had taken the bath, and after lying motionless there for a few seconds, he moved his hands further down till it was on the fold of my sari on my lower abdomen area. I was feeling so weak due to his touches directly on my naked skin. We can do a bit better than that tonight just by exploring what comes naturally.”On the bed he resumed the kissing of her upper half, while his hands did some touching and stroking lower. Deb did a lot of gasping, and moaning and twitching under his attentions until she suddenly grabbed his erection.“Can I play with it?” she asked uncertainly. “I’ve never seen or touched one.”“Any way you like. But remember the balls are easily hurt.”She curled down to get close and study it, tried stroking it. “Yes, it does.”A totally different Becky. And that was a good thing.“I’m glad to hear that,” I said.“One other thing. I heard from Alyson the other day,” she said.“How is she doing?” I asked.“Great. She’s graduating in a week or so and she’ll start her graduate program in the fall. She asked about you. You should call her. I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised.”“Oh?” I asked.“Call her, Steve. Let her tell you.”“I’ll try to do that this weekend,” I said.“I need to go. I love you, Steve.”“I love.