The big guy snapped to focus right away, shovinghimself slowly to his feet to follow me off the train car.Passing through the station, we got out onto...the streets of Aurora.They were nice streets, smoothly paved with wide sidewalks. Even thebuildings looked to be in pretty good shape. I suppose that's easy todo when the city can draw in immigrants like those guys in yellow backon the train to do all that maintenance work with promises of thehappiest life a fella can find on Proteus. The. "Well, that is most fortunate! At least it did not slice open my boot. The edges of that stone rival those of a knife."She returned her foot to the ground and carefully shifted her weight, to test whether she sprained her ankle. She grimaced only slightly, but after working her weight back and forth, the pain lessened."I am in luck. My ankle is only slightly strained. I do not wish to think what could have happened to me if I had hurt it seriously. Perhaps my coming down here was not the wisest. He asked me to apply some balm to his fresh tattoo and inspect it further and again I did as asked. I was questioning my actions and wondered why I felt like I would do anything this stranger asked. I choose to remove myself from his lap and sat next to Rick and tried to compose myself. Unfortunately, it was too late for that. The group then decided to go to the jam pad of a local band we were all friends with. I stood against the wall, cold beer in hand, Rick standing opposite with his eyes. My ass had to be off the bed a foot as I pushed up to his hand. I was shaking all over as my orgasm went through my body. And all this time I was cumming I was thinking that another man had made me cum.Once my orgasm ended I fell back on the bed exhausted trying to catch my breath. Tim got up off the bed and I could hear him in the paper bag again. I just laid there not knowing what was coming next. I was hopping that my yelling hadn't woken up the k**s.I felt Tim get back in bed and move down.