"Hi."When he had arrived and a Ricky wasn't there, Quinn had been verydisappointed, a little hurt and a bit angry, but all of these sweetgrandpas had ...aken such good care of him that he'd gotten past it. Atthis point, he wasn't at all upset and he was surprised to feel thosetingles again when he looked at Ricky's smile. "Hi."Ricky leaned forward and said, "I'm so sorry. I got held up at work. Iwas supposed to get out at five thirty, but the person who was supposedto relieve me was running late. “What preferences are you going to list?”“I want to cuckold you while you watch me flaunt my cock for another couple before they blow me. Perhaps a fifty-year cougar and her toy boy? Are you comfortable wth that baby?,” I asked, knowing she would be.“And I have lots of other kinky preferences on my wish list I want to happen while we are staying there. You know me well enough to guess what they are,” she smiles at me.“So do I baby. Is that a promise?,” I reply knowing that we are both going to. What could I do? I wanted to run away, to hide, to pretend that it had not happened. We had talked about it. My roommates had offered to accompany me, but I told them their concerns were silly. I told them it would never happen, but yet it did. And now I am standing here alone and I don't know what to do, and now I am crying.The train began moving again, and ten minutes later I heard my stop being announced. I don't want to get off. I want to hide. Can people see what has happened to me? What. .. you know, ready to have sex, but how can I tell if a guy really cares about me or he just wants ... release, like you said?" Oh boy!" I think to myself.I start to ask her if she's asked her mother but then decide not to try to pass the buck. Besides maybe she's talked to her mother already and just wants my opinion. I lean back and then lean forward again not wanting her to feel any distance. My shifting reminds me again of the stiffness in my cock. "This is your daughter you sick bastard!".