Carmel was like if she didn't like to fool around much. A sexless, horse-faced old prune, not withstanding Oliss' assurances that the wife was a looke.... They always said the blind date was a stunning wanton, but if that was the case, why was she a wall-flower? Zeigler conjured up a skeletal-type in her late forties with damp-looking, string-like brown hair. She'd be wearing a limp dress with damp spots under her arms, and talk with a nasal twang.And Zeigler could just imagine how smart she'd. I do normal boring things. You can probably walk down your street and talk to twenty or thirty millionaires or famous people the same way I walk down my street and talk to my mailman or a bag lady." So what are you trying to say?" she asked in a huff."I'm trying to say that we're not the same kind of people. We don't travel in the same circles. We don't do the same things. We don't like the same things and you'd be wasting your time," I said."So now you've changed your mind and you don't like. ..fuck me, stud!" Istared down at her as Sue turned and dropped to her hands and knees.Her fine ass was aimed at me, her knees wide apart, and her nearlyhairless cunt area between her thighs open to my eyes...and visiblywet. Not thinking too clearly, I moved between her legs and dropped tomy knees. I spread her soft buttocks apart to expose that delightfullyraised little pink-brown anal doughnut and opened her cunt slit. Suehas narrow inner lips and it didn't take too much spreading to. He asked me to do it quickly and not to worry because he is working is working in railway police and he is going back to his room after duty. I was even more horrified. As you know the police has not much good reputation and here I was in the train coach with closed doors half naked in front of the railway police man. I stopped for a second but now there were no other options left.I removed my pant and now I was in underwear. He was standing close to me with shirt and underwear. I tried to open.