. . uh . . . just wanted to make sure you got everything." Don't sweat it. You did what I asked you to do." He gave me a sidelong glance; his face war..., unsure of my reaction. "Harold, me and my family are eternally grateful for your help. I won't forget it." I gave him a reassuring smile. He then rummaged through his bag, taking out a silver thumb drive. It contained all the files he dug up including the new pictures. "Thanks." We shook hands and parted ways.Later that evening, I read through. In reality no time has passed at all. Everyone in the train is still exactly where they were when I froze them. my dick swinging as I walk, I pass by endless people all huddled in their seats still trying to sleep. Lots of grumpy, uncomfortable faces all trying to ignore the bitch that keeps coughing her fucking germs into the same air they breathe. "Don't worry people, she's being taken care of." I smile, enjoying having the train to myself. Any other time, I'd be having fun exploring the. It was now nearly eleven-thirty, we had been talking for over two and a half hours, and we had a plan. I promised them I would see them again in two weeks. We arranged to meet at the rear entrance at two in the afternoon. I got on my bike and headed through the centre of York to start the ride home. I felt pleased with myself, I had achieved what I made the trip for and a bit more besides. I knew I would face opposition from some of the residents at home but I felt confident that most of them. He was watching me feel myself and was obviously getting into it because his cock was getting hard. All of a sudden a sensuous wave of desire and a feeling of power came over me as I realized I was getting Phillip intensely aroused less than half an hour after we had both cum.“You like it?” I asked, raising my eyebrows. I looked back at the mirror and noticed how the top didn't quite touch my stomach above my cock where I had just shaved. I felt the newly bare spot. “I guess I needed to shave.