But was that the station master’s house? In Mitchell, the station was on Oxford, but the station master’s house was on Sheffield, to the north of ...he tracks.But there was less information about Charleville. The line had been extended there from Morven in 1888 and to Cunnamulla a decade later. And now, Charleville was to be made a locomotive depot due to its distance from the closest existing facility in Roma, over 150 miles away. Maybe the ‘house’ was attached to the station. Or adjacent to it.. But what else could we do? I kept reminding myself. With Ralston dead,we were back at square one. There was nothing to do but wander aroundand hope that we tripped over something worthwhile - it was the old"even a blind chicken can sometimes find corn" philosophy.I made short work of the Elysian - there was nothing suspicious andmidweek business was a little slow - and moved on to the Trop. It wasthe only survivor of the pre-magic era. It had survived by the skin ofits teeth and was owned by. ...?" and he interrupted saying "We must all go to our rooms at the same time, meet me in the lobby exactly an hour after we retire. If either of us aren't there we just go back to our room."At that point I had confirmation of what I wanted to know. I can't say that I felt the excitement that I had thought I would feel when I'd fantasized about it over the past few months, instead I felt like a wife who was about to cheat on her husband with her friends boyfriend. I felt enormous guilt and I. Did you just say you thought it would be hot to watch Tim fuck me, are you serious Joel, I asked, astonished he would say something like that? Well you did say you were curious and it sounded like you enjoyed knowing he wanted to fuck you with his big cock and when I think about it my dick gets hard which is something Im still trying to understand. You know how excited we get when we fantasize about you with a young guy which makes me think youd really like to do it and it does turn me on too..