I stood back for a second and admired her. Her hot little body was stretched out over my bed, with her legs spread and her pussy on show. Her skin was...pale, glossy, and smooth. Her butt had a red tint to it from the spanks I'd laid down on it. I could see the muscles in her thighs and ass clenching and unclenching. She shifted from slightly from side to side, maybe in anticipation of her forthcoming spanking, maybe because she was trying to get some friction on her pussy.I took my hand and. “Where did you meet her?” Stephen asked.“I met her in my advanced computer security class,” Jake said. He added, “I just can’t resist her. She could ask me for my username and password and I would give it to her.”“That’s not good,” Stephen said.“I know,” Jake said with a sigh. He asked, “What can I do?”“Keep your distance from her,” Stephen said.“I don’t want to,” Jake said with a sigh.“I’ll have to think about it,” Stephen said.“Oh, Stephen,” Mel’s dulcet voice rang out.“What, dear?” Stephen. I also wasn't hiding my face either.....I was recognized. The guy knew what I wore when running with the team. He was very detailed in describing me and said I was hot. It frightened me about how much he knew about me and I knew nothing about him. He was very bold, he told me what he wanted to do to me. He wanted to fuck me in a park. He wanted to jump me as I ran. He wanted to rip my shorts off and bend me over a picnic table and bareback me. He wanted to plow my ass and plant his seeds into. The Northeast to Florida market had four trains running it each day: Silver Meteor (New York-Charleston-Orlando-Miami), Silver Star (New York-Raleigh-Columbia-Tampa-Orlando-Miami), Palmetto (New York-Charleston-Tampa), and the Superliner-equipped Auto Train (Lorton, VA to Sanford, FL).The total capacity of that was about 25 single-level coaches (1,500 passengers), seven Superliner coaches (525 passengers), twelve 10-6 sleepers (252 passengers), three Slumbercoaches (120 passengers), four.