.. "Oh God, Nick, what was that?" - With a sweet smile on her face she asked. "Hmm .. and this is just the beginning "- I glanced at sweltering desire...Slavik. He gripped the steering wheel, but sometimes frantically change gears.Well, we arrived at the cottage, I got out of the car and went straight to the bathroom, I had a bit of their cool tricks, and then you can continue.When I returned, I almost dumbfounded, my Slavik standing outside completely naked and fucked in a wild pace, leaning on. “Curt smiled wrily, he was quite proud of that nick name and Steven had known mentioning it would cheer him up a bit.„Maybe you are right, but it seems like we are running in circles these days, the typical rebellion problem. One day you are the young, righteous and hungry warrior fighting for your own place in the world, then you wake up and you have become the government you overturned.“„Is that why you called me? Need someone to throw bricks into windows with you?“Curt grinned. „Excuse an. I nodded my agreement. "So I hope we aren't having plumpynut for lunch." I suggested."I have no idea, but it should be pretty good. One of the wives signed on to cook for us. It was the only way I would take her along. There are no passengers on this train." You said there were two women, so what does the other one do?" I asked."She is the assistant chef," He informed me. Unpaid but still she is here on vacation, more or less. Both of them go below if we spot anyone." So how long are we going. A woman entered through another door, with decisive and solid steps, 28 years of age, 1,70 meters of height, shoulderlength dark hair, wearing kneelength black skirt, showing her hip clearly, white top and shoes with a little heel, she was strict in her demeanor and posture, showing clear displeasure, lips tightly pressed together, scornfull look in her eyes.She stopped in front of the prisoner, ordered one of the males to unlock and remove the blindfold.The prisoner, Michael was his name,.