There wasn't nothin' that either of us could get from the note, but we both kept feelin' like there was somethin' not quite right about the whole thin....It turned out that the woman had disappeared six days ago while the banker was out of town on a business trip. Considerin' the fact that the only public transportation from the town was by stagecoach, I didn't blame her fer not goin' with her husband. Travelin' any kind of distance by stagecoach could do permanent damage ta yer back an'. I saw that in a video one time. This guy said "I'm going to ruin you for all other men." The chick he fucked agreed with him too."What other men?" she asked.Well, the mood was broken already, so I decided to just switch fantasies."I mean that some day, we might decide to share you with some other guy who deserves a real treat or something," I said.She sat up in bed, looking really serious."You'd let some other guy have sex with me?" she asked. Her voice sounded funny, and I hadn't been married. By the time I was on my way back to the train as 15 minutes were only remaining and sat on the same bench she came totally exhausted or we can say fucked with water bottle in hand and holding her stomach I think which was paining and sat next to my bench.The train was about to leave I boarded on and she also boarded on the same compartment without ticket. She slept on the berth but my dirty Mind was planning how to approach her to satisfy me also. As the experience was totally different then. He was a sturdy, but elderly man with grey hair and full beard. He was standing with a much smaller and bent over individual. The stranger pulled back his hood and exposed a face covered in scars. One eye was missing but the other one was so piercingly blue, she jumped back, startled. But she found something compelling about this odd creature.Marchel stumbles, “Perhaps I should…”Giada cuts him off. “That will be all, Marchel.”“Ma’am?”“And close the door behind you.”Marchel bowed deeply and.