"I don't want them to see too much," and resumed scanning the engineer."Got it," Kip said, and went to take care of it."Just my luck! They sure don't ...ire dummies to run these trains!" I thought to myself.Vickie looked up at me, smiling. She was really tuned in and had heard my thoughts. I linked both her and Catherine so they could hear me as I tapped the engineer on his mental shoulder."You can stop the train?" Catherine thought to me."We'll see," I replied to her. "I sure hope so."William. I want to get at the sweet ass of her's," she told the guard.Seeing the dildo strapped to the clerk, she wrapped an arm under Tati's back and lifted her as she rolled over. Tati was now on top of the guard who continued to pump her. The clerk knelt down behind the girl and wiped some of the grime off her backside. Then, she grabbed the girl's ass cheeks and pushed them apart as she guided the head of the dildo to the girl's unprotected anus.Tati felt the woman handling her ass but didn't. "Good, good, but what's different?" The place where cum was deposited and the sweaty places on the edge of the table," Carter was quick to say."Exactly," I encouraged him. "But there's something else." What's that?" The placement of the legs, they're too close together," I said, sliding my ass onto the table to demonstrate. "See, the female would have her legs open like this. The sweaty imprint made by her ass should be farther back on the table and the male's palm imprints are missing. Thank you for reading my stories! I love your comments! Please share.Chapter 3: A Sweaty MessWe took our buzzed, sex-coated bodies outside, all the way reliving our erotic deviance through lively giggles and repartee. Bouncing shoulder to shoulder between us, Rachael pointed and laughed at the elephant in the parking lot.“It’s a Winnebago?” “A Minnie Winnie. It was a 25th anniversary gift from my ex, last June.” I loosely explained.“It’s Cute.” Tim chirped. “But not as cute as you two messing.