’ ‘Hello,’ I said. ‘Hi,’ he said, his eyes bright with anticipation and pure lust. Beverly didn’t say anything else. She just left. Al cou...dn’t seem to take his eyes off my chest, so I cleared my throat to get his attention. ‘Do you want to go upstairs now?’ ‘Oh yeah,’ he breathed. ‘Go on, I’ll follow you.’ I went back up the stairs and noticed he was hanging back. I was about to ask if there was some kind of problem until I realized he was staring up my skirt. I fought back a wave of revulsion. . I'm taken by your slight smile, your glossy hair, and very aware of your scent, fresh, sharp... I glance back down at my phone.The train lurches again, and you press back into me, moving slightly against me... This time, no apology, in fact, I imagine that I feel you shiver slightly...Still trying to focus on my phone, I'm now aware of the pressure of your ass and lower back pressed against my crotch... I can feel my cock hardening involuntarily... I shift my hips slightly to adjust myself,. She let out a groan as she did it again her finger tips moving down and explored within her folds. One finger dipped inside her causing her to moan softly. She slid it in to the knuckle and moved it in and out slowly before adding a second finger. Sinking them both in she moved them in and out rhythmically. Her eyes fluttered shut as she leaned back against the wall the warm water falling down on her as she continued to move her two fingers in and out. Her left hand now found her nub and rubbed. . a crown stamped on the back. (Reverse and Obverse for a purist) In 1648, two of them would be an experienced upstairs maids wage for a years service. Of course, you had to feed, supply her clothing and house her. But the wage was due after the year.“What’s it worth, Davy?”I held it in my hand ... ran my fingers over the surface ... like silk ... heavy like lead ... but no piece of lead felt like this.“Five pounds ... in 1648. Today? Upwards of eleven thousand dollars ... I think.”My education.