”“Got it. On horseback?”“I confirm, on horseback.”“We’ll have fresh coffee waiting for you. Grandstand, out.”I started putting the rad...o away, removing the batteries, and stowing the antenna. Emily looked at me peculiarly.“It looks like you have a question.”“Yep. Horseback? Really?”“Yep. He now understands that we are walking. The ‘horse’ in question is an old turn of phrase, that I first encountered when I worked with alumni of the infantry, who walked everywhere. They called it ‘riding. ’ ‘Why were you in Pittsburgh?’ ‘I told you. I was there to get the bus to New York.’ ‘So you were just passing through?’ ‘Right! Just passing through.’ ‘Where from?’ ‘I was visiting with friends in Saginaw.’ ‘Names?’ ‘I don’t know, Man, just friends. We met. We travelled awhile. We went our separate ways. You know how it is.’ ‘No. I don’t. When did you leave Saginaw?’ ‘Four, no five… five days ago.’ Paul puts a hand up to his eyes and massages his brow for a second. Fatigue is catching up with. There was no houses, only a petrol pump in a far way distance and trucks and busses on the highway. Still it was visible area. He went deeper. Now it seemed safe place. I said you have only one hour. I have to reach home.He sat next to me. And kept one hand on my shoulder, with other hand he rubbed my tummy. He lifted my top. He tried to reach my boobs but I stopped his hands. We were looking at each others eyes smiling. He came to kiss me, I moved my face away. He held my face with two hands. Master had his eyes stuck to my pointy nipples coming in and out of view as my lively breasts were freely swinging and jiggling, Then leaned forward slightly, working my hands on his abdomen. The already great view got even better, and closer. My breasts kept gradually bobbing closer and closer to his face, as I slowly worked my fingers further up his chest. As I leaned forward a bit more master buried his face into my soft breasts. I stayed like that as long as he wanted me to, letting him.