A large shadow near the trestle moved.As I hear the train's horn at the Jammer Street crossing I realize that my pursuit is actually thinking a step a...ead of me now. I resign myself to hiding under the bridge and start creeping quietly back up the trail. I mentally kick myself all the way back up the trail for leaving my safe bridge spot and trying to rush the train.If it hadn't been for that little voice of reason in my head I'd have walked right into the waiting hunters. Fate seems to be with. Soon, TTE came for ID verification, she asked once again on her behalf for a free berth but sadly there was none. He said, “at least if there were other single female passengers in RAC, I would switch you there but there isn’t, sorry.”A: pls don’t mistake me for asking him againS: that’s fine, even I would have done the same thing.A: :)S: CBE has come, am going to buy dinner, would you like to..(Before I could finish, I thought that’s one hungry girl)A: yes please, chappathi is fine, thanks a. Damn, was she dressed to kill! I mean she followed my phone instructions down to every point. They were rather simple, that she should dress like a lowest slut street-walker and that she should come to this very room at exactly one in the morning to do whatever I wished. She had got the key from the clerk, after I warned him I would be having company, just as I had instructed."Its a cheap hotel, a place where a man takes a slut to fuckher..."My darling Slave was dressed to kill. Normally she. I put your money on the bed.”“OK mom.”I got my stuff together, putting the money in my duffel bag. Heading downstairs, I called the dojo, leaving a message that I had a family event to attend and I would be back on Tuesday evening.We eventually got on the road. It was about a four hour drive to Fort Jackson. Stosh’s graduation would be the following morning on Friday at 1000. We planned on visiting with him over the weekend and drive back Sunday afternoon. I had everything set up for the first.