Sheappeared to be in her early 40's. About two hours into the trip, shepulled out a blanket and closed her eyes for a nap. It was already darkoutside,...and the only light on the train were these small aisle lightsand individual overhead lights. I tried to catch a few winks myself, butfor some reason, wasn't able to.After about thirty minutes, I glanced over at her and saw she had herhead back but there was some subtle movement beneath the blanket. Iwondered, "is she masturbating"? The idea of. Gives her just the right air of Bitch, she says. Makes goggle-eyed passers-by wonder how much she is worth. I can see her point. Miss Emma’s sadism is a curious thing. Much of the time, it seems entirely absent. Sometimes however, unexpectedly, her appetite for cruelty overcomes her, it flares up in her and transports her, and I am thrashed until one of my cries under a particularly well-placed stroke of the cane brings her to a sudden climax. Usually that satisfies her, and she smiles,. I went home and shagged like hell…Next day while I was going out I saw aunty coming after shopping with groceries​ as always she looked hot… Suddenly her carry bag tore off and all the vegetables fell down…she bends to pick it up.I got a view of her big round melons.I wanted to play with the pair of mangoes but instead, I bend to help her pick the veggies and put them in her big bag.She thanked me and we exchanged names.I told her I live next to her house. She said she is new to the colony and. We have to be able to see each other,” she said. He gave her a look.“Yes,” he said. “Half a loaf is better than absolutely nothing, but it cannot be scheduled and predictable. If we continue to see each other it will have to be on the quiet of course, but very occasionally and not predictable. My brother isn’t the sharpest knife in the drawer, but he’s not blind. And the fallout from being caught would be catastrophic.” She nodded her understanding.“I understand,” she said.“I’m just going to be.