I looked at myself in the mirror, turning this way and that. Not quite admiringmyself but still shocked at the sight. Feeling almost voyeuristic at sp...nding solong staring at a woman's body. I know the woman was me, and my face and hairgave that away, but it was something completely alien to any experiences so farin my life.I tore myself away from the mirror and sat at a dressing table in front of amirror. Michelle had given me a makeup bag to use with some of her makeup. I hadbeen practising. "No please god this can't be happening to me again," I said silently.The train stopped and I was tempted to run, but he got up and stood in the doorway baring my way out. The train started again and he sat down in the spare seat beside me."Look who we have here," he leaned close to whisper in my ear.I looked about the carriage for some help but the few people left had the noses deep in their evening paper."Funny I was only thinking about you the other night," he whispered, "so I found your tape. Joan begged me to fill her with my cock as she fingered Dana to orgasm. Joan licked up all of the sweet nectar from our neighbor. I thrust my cock back in Joan’s wet pussy. After several strokes, I gave my cock to Dana and thrust back into Joan.It was not long before Joan came. Dana licked up the sweet nectar. Joan moved off me and kissed Dana, sharing our juices. We lay on the floor, letting the water soothe our bodies.I got up and helped them to their feet. Dana told me to sit on the bench.. Mitch also had a sister, Jeanie, who was 17. Ron had the hots for her and I know was seeing her on the side. Mitch also had a couple of cousin’s, Tracy, and Vicky. They too, were always over there. Tracy was 24, married to this real asshole, who’s name was also Tracy, but spelled Trace. He was a truck driver, and gone a lot during the week. He also treated Tracy like dirt too, like he owned her.Tracy always liked to flirt with me, but not when asshole was around. If she had, he probably would.