That really brought a smile to her face and she pressed it against me. That was good enough for me I started having a good feel of it, squeezing and r...bbing. Then the train stopped, in the tunnel. The groans went up all around me but for once I was quite happy about it. She had a loose skirt on so I gradually eased it up a bit at a time till I got to her knickers. We were so tightly packed no one could see what I was doing and I got a good feel like that. Feeling ever bolder I eased the leg of. "Why do you blame yourself for something that was not avoidable?" she asked, returning to full seriousness."Depends on what you deem unavoidable," Malcolm replied. "Me not being with them? Trip getting hurt while I stare at his wife's naked arse? Me developing – how do you say? - an 'affection' for her?" I understand your frustration, young one. You are in many ways as unexperienced in dealing with your emotions as T'Pol. The affection for T'Pol you are so displeased with has been with you long. ”“I believe it,” I said. “And I am very happy to hear that.”“I discovered something else, too.”“What’s that?”“That you and I can fuck ourselves silly and not cause each other emotional problems!”I chuckled, “So it would seem. But at this point, you know that probably isn’t in the cards.”“Oh, I realize, and I understand. On the other hand, if you do come to Cincinnati and want to fuck my brains out, I’m available. For now.”I chuckled, “Becky van Hoek, are you implying that the clock is ticking. It was not clear but after seeing and hearing I understood that Nitya told Swamiji that she was bored and also felt routine and she wanted something different and Swamiji suggested some options. Nitya first did not agree but then they both discuss and finally Swamiji convinced Nitya. She nodded and said yes and I did not understand what happened but I just didn’t bother about it. So the next day I came from office and found there was a meeting going on at my home and my parents and also Nitya’s.