We found two nice seats with a table in front of us so that we could put our sandwiches and laptops on and do what ever we wanted to for the long jou...ney ahead.The train moved off exactly on time and we settled down with our books and papers to read as we watched the country side dash by.We chatted about how nice it was going to be, living in a log cabin just the two of us and taking our time over doing anything we wanted to doWork was truly forgotten as we trundled away down the track. It only took a couple of minutes to get through the roadblock but the clock on the dash was continuing to tick and the elapsed time was building up. The gauge beside it was showing the average speed for the miles traveled and the time that had elapsed and this was going down. Soon she was working her way back up to speed and was in the clear. Now just a straight run for the stop up ahead. Actually it was not in Bakersfield but in Oildale just northwest of town. An old airfield had been taken. Then she started to piss in front of me. First time im seeing her pussy. It was in pinkish colour with little public hair. I was shocked to see it. She said that in her bathroom water is not coming and she wanted to piss badly. I just nodded my head and keep on seeing her pussy. My cock was standing straight inside my towel. I got hard on. She finished her pissing and started to wear her panty and came near me and saw my cock hard on.She suddenly removed my towel and saw my cock and was shocked. And yeah, he used whores, but they were high-priced call girls, not just street tramps.While she was arguing with herself, she inched closer. She had thought she wasn’t quite close enough, but suddenly her cold nipples touched his warm back.They both sucked in a breath.“You’re faking it. You weren’t asleep at all,” she accused.“And just what was I supposed to do when you dispossessed Junior of his place and slipped under the skins?” he asked, reasonably.“I’m frigging freezing,” she.