Mom giggled like a high school girl and I took her on the sofa. We again groped each other, kissing, and I rubbed my hard-on on her stomach. But my in...ocent Mom just held my cock over my shorts and pushed away. Aunt said this thing is really big and always likes mom, to which mom said yes sometimes it pokes her when we cuddle and one night I had even dirtied her thighs.Now, aunt laughed out and said, “you two are looking good, can I take photos?” I happily gave her my camera and she started. The two-hours or so by train between Worcester and NYC was quicker than driving or taking a plane, so it became a very popular weekend date trip for the older high school crowd. Unfortunately, the kidnappers also discovered this mode of transportation. Nancy and I were not the only ones offering this kind of escort service, but we were the leaders of the trend.Early on, we had a very exciting trip back from NYC. It was a rainy Sunday evening, so there were only a few people on the train. We had. "He opened up the little notebook, and scrabbled in the drawer labelled"Missy's Eye Make-Up" for the finest most pencil-like eye liner pencilhe could find.He wrote yesterday's date on the page. "Dale moved in! Agreed we aregoing to escape soon! Tough day. Not much time, will write moretomorrow."With that, his heart beginning to beat, knowing how near to seveno'clock it was, he tucked the notebook back, and replaced the eyelinerinto it's allotted drawer. He was just in time too, as he. ”A week later, I ran into her in the grocery store. I guessed she must live nearby, but she said she didn’t, she just happened to be in the area and needed a few things.A few days after that, I was surprised to see her behind me at the car wash. As we watched our vehicles being dragged consecutively through the spinning brushes and foaming spray, I kidded, “Are you stalking me?”Given the way she blushed, I assumed I had offended her and quickly apologized. “I was just joking about the.