.. His huge cock slid between my crack rocking to the rythym I let the train do the work as he began entering me I was looking out the window I c...uld see the expression on my own face from the reflection in the window glass I looked like I was having a real good time that turned me on even more and I moaned loudly as he grabbed my hips in his big hand's and slid that monster in deep I felt like a human popsickle with that big stick up my butt and now it was time for me to get mine and I. Margaret Bourke-White as well as Ansel Adams. Maybe Steichen. Who was that French photographer? She’d have to look at history there, too.This was going to be more extensive than she had planned. In fact, every time she thought about it, the project got bigger. What she’d do, what she’d have to do, it make the outline as extensive as possible and then prune it mercilessly. Like her mother with bonsai. But while the dissertation would be trimmed, it wouldn’t be a miniature.“Hey! Are you asleep?”. Chapters 8-13 describe Matt going home to the Northeast, discussing things with his wife. Ann, Barbara and Connie starting college. Matt and Ann setting up a business. Again lots of spirituality and lots of sex. Written and posted in 2013. Chapters 14-17 are sort of a side story. They describe meeting two of Barbara’s friends and what unfolds from there. I considered posting it as a separate work under the title: ‘Tall and Short.’ Written in 2013-2014 but the characters Becca and Zena were. I had taken off my clothes and when he walked by, he was fumbling profusely."Clarice then said, "Oh, Vera, you're such a tease. How did Kevin react.? Oh, Crap. Tell me everything. It's all Ok. Don't mince words (laughs)."I then said, "Ok, Clarice. After I set my towel down, I stood face to face with Kevin for about fifteen seconds or so. I could see that his penis was rock hard as he was looking at me. I have to say that I lost some juice(laughs). I then slowly put my bikini top on, what there.