Before I could see his reaction I turned around to see the train coming around the bend. I stole another look at the guy before I boarded the train bu... unfortunately he was nowhere to be seen. Getting on board I found a seat somewhere down the back. As the train lurched forward and began to pick up speed, I felt my clit begin to tingle with the vibrations from the train running over the track. I suddenly became aware of someone watching me and turned to see the same guy from the station. He got up,went to the washroom, pissed, farted and came back to eat.Did to eat. He asked with a rare show of kindness.Yes.Yes what.She could not understand. OH then she remembered. She should address the boys she was serving as my master. That is the rule of the school."Yes Master".Ah, that is good. Now go and make the bed. I am going to fuck you...What is your name?Lucy, Master.Ok. Go.She made the bed and stood there shivering.He finished eating and came strait to her. Remove your goddamn. Now I know what it was all about. Not mom was a lingerie model. She was well built all her life, tall but not a pencil thin insect like most women people consider models. When she started, she did shoots for normal mainstream companies, and as good as she made them look, she always noticed this or that she didn't like about the lingerie she was modeling. She had great taste, and occasionally she was able to interject her ideas to these companies executives and they would in turn make. Another hall led off to the right, and as she turned a soft smile on him, Lisa said, "This is our section of the house, Billy. Mom and Dad live on the other hallway."She pointed to the far door and said, "That's my room--right next to yours. And here's your room." She opened the door and led him inside, taking his hand and squeezing it. It was a huge room, with a large double bed and a dresser, a chest of drawers, a large full-length mirror, shelves for books and knickknacks, and even his own.