The train arrives. As she boards the train the men follow her on to the carriage and sit near her. They talk about the Blues match they are travelling...to see this afternoon. The man sitting next to her puts a hand on her thigh, not getting any refusal his hand is now between her legs rubbing her pussy through the lacy material. Her legs move further apart giving him better access. The men opposite eyes down watching the hand between her legs, their hard cocks obvious in the taut denim .Her. I'd have to love her for that, even if it wasn't for her personality and her looks." That's pretty much what Cassie and Katie said. Delia and I don't know her as well, but we both think she is a fine young woman." Sally got kicked in the head by that bastard she was married to. She showed me a lot of integrity by how she handled that. She has two fine kids that she practically raised by herself. Do I love her? Yes, I do. Do I want her to be part of our marriage? Yeah. I think she deserves some. It was Siân.“I phoned yesterday and Celia said you were away on business. I just wanted to thank you for putting up with me while I was being interviewed.”“You know you are always welcome sweetheart. How are Mam and Dad, Glynn?”“All well, thanks for asking. Anyway, I’m looking forward to starting work and seeing you again.”“And I to seeing you.”There was a pause as if she were psyching herself up for something.“Dai bach, don’t cut off your friends. You need to get out a bit, have some good. For the first time since coming out to the pool, Joan noticed that Fawn's bikini was undone at her rounded hips. Her cunt was covered only by the front flap, and it looked as if a small breeze would blow it away and expose her sugary cunt."Is the water cold?" Joan asked, her voice husky with emotion."It's perfect, Joan," Fawn replied.Getting out of the chair, Joan dove in, swimming a few fast lengths, then climbed from the pool. With her back to Ted and Fawn, she used her towel to dry her arms.