"I know there are plenty of ethnic restaurants we could go to in Georgetown for dinner." Yeah," she agreed while heading over to the Glenmont side of ...he platform.I was trying to be patient and give Julie time to come around, but even the way she stood, with one hip jutted out and a hand on her hip spoke volumes about how she'd rather not be there. Even her eyes radiated how she'd expected more from her Docent.Growing slightly uncomfortable with the situation, I was glad when our train pulled. She was melting against that wall and wanted to please him in every way he wanted. She wanted to be his slut for this night. John could feel her pulse pounding against the hot flesh of her neck as his lips descended her body. His tongue slipped out, tasting her flesh as he worked across the front of her chest. Sarah moaned softly, his tongue on her body making her feel weak and wanted. She so wanted to run her hands into his hair, but his grip was firm. Methodically, his hands drifted down. If he hadn't gotten a ride by then, he'd decided, he would swallow his pride and call home.As a matter of form, he held up the cardboard sign he had made using a magic marker with the name of the college town some hundred and ninety miles down the road. To his surprise, the large transport slowed to a stop.The truck seemed pretty old as compared to some of the other rigs he'd seen. Doubtlessly, it had seen better days.The door opened and a high-pitched voice called from the cab, "Hurry up kid,. After a few moments of appropriate contemplation Angie's hands reached behind her back and released the clasp of her bra. In a very coquettish manner, with her left hand cupping and covering her right breast, and her boobies 'appropriately' covered, her right hand held her brassiere out at arms length and let it drop to the floor. Her hands, after teasingly covering her ripe young breasts, moved upward until her fingers raked through her hair. She twisted enticingly as her fingers combed upward.