We find our way to our room, and as we settle in the cozy surroundings we understand why they call them ‘compartments’. It has everything we need...though, a small sofa, bed, bath with a shower, no tub, sorry. The sudden lurch of the train takes us by surprise and you fall backwards knocking both of us onto the sofa. You’re in my lap as we laugh at the surprise. Your body feels good and I enjoy holding you as I lean forward and plant a kiss on your cheek. You turn and look at me and kiss me. “Just a thought.”“It’s okay, Cerberus,” he said, then looked at Lily. “Thanks for the reminder. Cerberus, take us to the other house.”The scowl on Cerberus’ faces disappeared, and they all nodded eagerly before becoming the beast once more. Mike climbed onto their back and pulled Lily up behind him once she changed her clothes into a red tank top and jeans. Once settled, he grabbed a handful of fur and held on tight while Cerberus broke into a loping trot.The ride was different every time. The. ’ For two years Major Marx had steered me through a pseudo-legal system of innuendo, implication, half-truth, and exhaustive restatement, threat, cynicism, and frustration. Two years repeating the same story, recounting the same action on the same day, over and over while my interrogators looked for a flaw, for a changed word or idea, a discrepancy. I was the main character in a novel by Robbe-Grillet, each chapter repeated with only a small change here, a nip and tuck there. Finally the major. As the orgasm reached her genitals she began vocalizing--a low moan that I knew well in spite of this being our second meeting. This release was tremendous, both in intensity and duration and her low moans turned to audible screams - short sentences that began with the word "Oh." Just as I thought, it was the most powerful orgasm I had ever seen in her. While she was still limp from cumming I wanted to get the clamp off her, but not too quickly. I gently knocked it back and forth with my left.