“But I thought you said I was magnificent?” She replied to him playfully, as his hands slid to her athletically toned, yet curvy butt, and grabbin... hold. “Oh, you are..,” he said.“But do you want me to make you ‘even better’, Rachel?”She leaned back in his arms, and his eyes once again captivated her as he leaned in and kissed her on the lips. Rachel couldn’t help but find him incredibly hot. She didn’t even understand what he was asking, but her desires were overwhelming. She wanted. "Emily shook her head. "We're fine for a few days ... I've never seen the Tide Mill, not inside, anyway." What's a Tide Mill?" Asked Hazel."You know how a water mill works, right?"She nodded."Well, a Tide Mill has a pond that collects water at high tide, then the miller uses the water to drive a wheel once the tide has gone out. There used to be many of them, but there are only one or two left. I think the Woodbridge one is the only one that still works." Okay ... sounds sort of interesting.. We were intimate, vulnerable, locked into each other’s embrace as we snuggled in her bed in her sleeping compartment of our passenger train.“Oh, God, lover, that was ... awesome!” Juliette suddenly spoke as we held each other, her eyes glazed over with passionate lust.“You’re not so bad yourself,” I did my best Groucho Marx impression in response.“So, let me see ... shaved head, knows his way around an operating table, officer in the Militia, isn’t so vain that he will stupidly insist on paying. That's when a clerk noticed us. The man came to us and said, "Are you American?" When we nodded he said, "I am the dedicated clerk to help English speaking customers. Would it be good if I helped you?"I told him, "That would be very good. I think we've found most everything we need, unless you have any vintage guitars that we might look at and be interested in."The man said, "I see you've selected some bass strings, I do have a very nice original Harmony H-22 that has been converted to.