Everything was well planned. The train to Hyderabad was almost on time. We reached Hyd at about 5.30pm. We waited in the waiting room for our next tra...n which was scheduled at 9. But by about 7.30 pm news trickled in that the train to mangalore will not leave at night that day due to a maoist threat and will leave early next morning at 4am. We were completely fazed as our entire plan was thrown out of order. It was already 8pm and we coudnt spend the whole night in the railways waiting room. We. “Me first cowboy” Im really getting tired of this cowboy bullshit today. Grabbing the lube, I hold the bottle high in the air, and squeeze out a stream right to his hole. Tossing it aside while the others watch, I grab dude by the waist, and slam it in. He lets out a yelp, exclaiming “damm this punk is thick”. I rear back and deliver the second slam, and then a third, and then, I go to town. A relentless assault on his ass, hard, deep, and rapid. In just a couple of minutes, I was panting. However, upon arrival I saw that the seminary was overcrowded with the sick and dying. Professor Slade was not a professional physician but he and the women of the seminary were doing what they could. It was only his long standing relationship with Madame Parrish that convinced him to leave his work and attend her injury. He drove me back in a carriage. I was fortunate because it was the way I had walked to the seminary and we were set upon by two hungry deserters. I could not even recognize. "Andrea shuffled to one side as the deputy head, removed her pale blue sweater, unzipped her grey skirt and hung them on the back of the office door. A breathless anticipation filled the room. Miss McDougall wore an expensive three piece set of pale cream silk underwear, the long line bra nearly met her suspender belt which in turn framed a pair of matching French knickers. Her legs were sheathed in lace topped tan stockings and her polished black shoes had the merest hint of a heel. "When.