I don't mind seeing my cum drip down your legs." She relaxed into his arms and said, "You're right. I was in hurry mode, but I still need to get clean...d up." I know a good way to clean you up, just get out of that costume and help me out of mine."She looked puzzled for a moment than her eyebrows arched and she opened her mouth slightly in a cute, sexy "Ohh?"He let go of her, she backed up and started to remove the outfit. He began to unzip the hidden zippers but stopped to watch. She saw him. I rememberlaying my case flat on the table, unfastening it and taking out the latestedition of Sounds. I remember looking up when we rattled over the Teesviaduct at Yarm, and again when we joined the main line at Northallerton.I remember the elderly couple sitting across the aisle who didn't knowquite what to make of me.But most of all I remember the words the guard spoke to me less than twominutes after we left Stockton."Ticket please, miss."That was when I was certain my journey was really. After one such exchange, I asked her if she would like to speak with me on the phone; I have an unlimited nationwide calling service and can call without charge anywhere in the country. She told me that would “be nice”; she’d love to hear my voice. So, she gave me her phone number, and one evening, I called.“Hello” she answered.“Hi, it’s me. Whatcha doing?” I asked, with a grin she couldn’t see, but I’m sure she heard it.“Just waiting for you to call” she giggled. She had a lovely, melodic. ”Then dinner was ready: roast chicken and vegetables. It was delicious; Claire was a fine cook. And the prosecco went down well, although I drank sparingly since I didn’t intend to stay the night.When the wine bottle was empty and all the debris had been rounded up into the dishwasher, Claire looked a little antsy.“I’d like my waste pipe to have some more of your special attention, but I really don’t want to give myself another enema. It’s been at least three hours and I’ve eaten a large meal.