Trans-continental Train (Open)

Kelly

"Whatever I have is at the disposal of you both. My I assure you that whilst you may have the oil, I certianly have the strong fingers and hands to make good use of it. And thank you so much for inviting me to your table" he said with a charming smile.
"You're very welcome...mmm and I can tell from looking that your hands would be very pleasureable indeed. What do you think Madeline?" I asked looking over at her.
 
Rudy

Rudy stood and offered his hand to Sky. "Hello, I’m Rudy. Care to join us?"

"Actually, I think Lucia and I have other plans" Sky responded rather coldly, ignoring the outstretched hand, and the opportunity to introduce himself to Rudy. He took Lucia’s elbow, trying to lead her away.

The gesture of ownership and the lack of social grace irritated Lucia just enough to pull her arm back out of Sky’s hand and say, "Actually, Rudy and I haven’t finished yet. " She turned toward Rudy looking for support and confirmation from him, but not being the type of person to welcome public scenes, Rudy just looked at her as if to say, ‘Well, babe, make up your mind.’

"Sky, just last night you told me that you were disappointed that you hadn’t met anyone on this trip. Rudy just came aboard last night, and he doesn’t know anyone either. Let’s eat together." Lucia suggested.

"Thanks anyway, I think I’ve just lost my appetite." Sky sneered. He turned abruptly and walked away from Lucia and Rudy, who were left standing there at the table, wishing this hadn’t happened.

"He’s too young for you." Rudy told Lucia. "How well do you know Sky?" Lucia and Rudy sat down again, and tried to pick up their thread of conversation.

"Not all that well, he came to my room last night, and we talked, and then things got a little hot, but to tell the truth, I am pretty inexperienced with men, and I didn’t know exactly what to do with the situation." Lucia explained.

Rudy’s eyes lit up at what he saw as an opportunity. "Just how inexperienced is inexperienced?" he asked, in a soft, suggestive voice.

Lucia blushed. "Pretty inexperienced, despite my late night visitor." Lucia admitted.

"We’ll have to fix that. " Rudy offered assertively. "The right visitor will make all the difference. You are sexy and gorgeous, and I felt a connection to you the moment I saw you. Do you think I might ever have the chance to come knocking on your door in the middle of the night? What were you wearing?..." Rudy asked, wanting more details.

"Very little." Lucia laughed. "Do I hear you suggesting that you might be the ‘right’ visitor?"

"I’d be honored." Rudy answered, with a slight bow of his head.
 
Brianna

I struggle out of bed, thinking I better head out to the dining car if I want any breakfast. A pair of old jeans and a demin shirt will have to do for today. I run my fingers through my hair, leaving it to fall in soft waves down my back.

Slipping on a pair of soft leather shoes, I make my way to the car, the smell of fresh made coffee and bacon leading the way. My body sways with the movement of the train, bumping the seats on each side of me as I walk.

I finally make it to the car. Taking the first available seat, I slide in and grab the menu before glancing around. I am hoping to see Frank. Or am I? My heart sinks a bit when I don't see him anywhere in the car.

My eyes gaze out the window as I watch the scenery fly by.
 
Madeline DuBois

Madeline leaned in close to Kelly, enjoying the feeling of Kelly's fingers grazing her thigh. If she moved her hand up anymore she'd discover Madeline left her panties in the suitcase! Madeline felt a little surge of wetness at the thought.

"What do you think Madeline?" Kelly asked. "Hmmm? Oh....sorry, I was daydreaming" Madeline replied with a little laugh.

She had caught bits and pieces of the conversation...something about massage oils and strong hands. "I think a massage would be great...." She winked at Damien. "The question is, can you handle two massages at once?" Madeline layed her arm across Kelly's shoulders, pushing her firm tits against the side of Kelly's own perfect tits.
 
Re: Debbie

We stand a short while , your arms holding mine. My eyes fixed on your face . Your eyes and smile say it all. My body reacting like it has never before. Then you pull me close again. I feel your body pressed against mine. My breasts squeezed between us. Your lips moving to mine. I tilt my head back some, part my lips. Your sweet lips meet mine. Your tongue gently slips inside my mouth. We are holding each other tight. Good thing. I feel my knees weaken some. I feel the warmth of your body. Your heart and mine pounding. You begin to guide me backwards. Our lips never part. With each step I can feel your erection pressing against my lower stomach....With one hand you open the bathroom door.....then you reach for some thing....The bottle of champagne. My hands caressing your back. As I step backwards my hands drift to your hips.
A couple of steps more backwards. Our lips never part. My body feels like I am burning up with a fever. Then my back presses against the wall of the shower. You place the champagne on a shelf just above me. Your body slowly grinding against mine. Even through our clothing I can feel your erection pressed against me. Slowly moving in small circles. Then I feel your hands. Again my dream comes to mind. Your hand moving up my outer thigh....across my hip....I can not move....your fingers sending waves of pleasure through me. Your fingers moving across my stomach. I react by swaying my hips gently back and forth. Your hands drift up my rib cage. Gently sliding over the mound formed by my dress over my breasts. With our lips still pressed together I let out a muffled moan.
Your fingers continue to explore my body. Our tongue taking turns to probe each others mouths. My back still pressed against the shower wall. My hands firmly on your ass. Enjoying the smooth tight curve of your ass cheeks. Then your lips part from mine. Your tongue glides down my neck. Sending a surge of warmth through me. Then it moves back up my neck. I can feel my whole body shake. My hands drifting from your ass to your outer thighs and hips. Your mouth moves to my ear. Your hot breath makes my knees weak again. You whisper.."Did you want one last sip before we put this stuff to good use?" My hands drifting to your inner thigh.
Before I could answer. A cold liquid flows over my shoulder some down my back, but most flows down my chest. I feel it flow over my breast. The bubbles from the champagne tickles my breast. My bra adsorbs the liquid. It clings tighter to me. The coolness making my nipple even more erect. I can feel the top of my dress becoming wet. I look down to see my exsposed chest shimmering in the light. My hands move to the bulge in your jeans.Feeling it against my fingers a wave of wetness fills my inner body.
I tilt my head way back....arching my back some....I say "let me have one more taste of it". I open my mouth wide. You tilt the bottle some. I see the champagne pour out. Landing in my waiting mouth. My mouth fills quickly. I close it to swallow. You do not stop pouring. The liquid spills on my face. Flowing down my chin and cheeks. A waterfall spills down to my chest again. Now the top of my dress is more than damp. My bra soaked thru. The feel of the wet silk on my hard nipples sends a tremor through me. I feel some of the liquid flow down my stomach being caught by my dress and panties. I feel your erection throb through your pants. Your eyes fixed on my body. I notice some champagne has spilt on your pants. I say to you " You should take them off...you have nothing to change into if they become soaked" I move my hands to undo the button...
 
Damien

I am mesmerised by these two woemn in the casual, closeness and tenderness of their glances and touches, I am both drawn to them, yet worried that maybe the'd just rather be left to each other.

Then I hear, as she winks at me,

"I think a massage would be great....The question is, can you handle two massages at once?"

Lifting my eyes from their brushing tits, I say smile back

"If your sleepering berth has the room, I'm sure we'll find a way."

In my minds eye I already see them lying side by side, naked. Kneeling behind them, with oild warmedon my palms, I place a hand on each of their backs ....

I pull myself round with a start, as they lead out of the dining car
 
Kelly

As we head towards the door I glance at the red haired girl and her friend. Feeling a little bad about how antisocial I've probably come across as I turn towards Madeline and Damien and say, "Hey you guys go ahead...I'll join you in a minute." Walk towards the table I smile "Hi I was on my way out but I just had to meet you two, I'm Kelly." As the woman looks over she smiles but it doesn't quite reach her eyes. I recognize the look as one I'd seen in my own eyes before I met Madeline. For me it had been a look of low self-esteem, feeling undesireable. I wondered if maybe she had felt the same way but looking at her beauty I figured I must be mistaking. Wondering if maybe the look was one of annoyance at my intrusion. As I waited for one of them to say something I wondered if maybe I should have stuck with Damien and Madeline.
 
Lucia

Felicia4411 said:
As we head towards the door I glance at the red haired girl and her friend. Walk towards the table I smile "Hi I was on my way out but I just had to meet you two, I'm Kelly." As the woman looks over she smiles but it doesn't quite reach her eyes.

Lucia stood up again. She tried to smile, but because Kelly had probably seen the scene with Sky, she felt a little reserved and embarrassed. The fact was, Lucia had noticed Kelly, and her self-assurance. Lucia admired the way Kelly had flirtatiously slid her legs against those of her friend when the other woman had joned her. Lucia couldn't shake the feeling that if Rudy intended to attempt a midnight visit to her room, a frank chat with someone like Kelly might be of great help.
Lucia pushed her inate shyness back and tried to respond to Kelly's friendliness.

"Hello, I'm Lucia, and this is Rudy. Very nice to meet you. I noticed you when I came in this morning, but you were reading, and I felt that I shouldn't intrude. Care to join us?"
 
Leaving the dining car with Madeline, my eyes feasting on the fluid movement of her body as she walked, I realised we had become seperated from Kelly - I wonderd if the people by the door had caught her eye - certainly the girl had, even though she seemed to avoid eye contact.
 
Kelly

"Hello, I'm Lucia, and this is Rudy. Very nice to meet you. I noticed you when I came in this morning, but you were reading, and I felt that I shouldn't intrude. Care to join us?" she said smiling.
"I really would love to but I'm supposed to join my friends in our berth ASAP. That was Madeline and Damien...if you haven't met them already. I could come by your berth or come back in here if you guys will be here later, like around lunchtime?" I asked hoping they'd agree to getting together later.
 
Lucia

"Lunch would be great. I'll look forward to it." Lucia replied. "Thank you so much for suggesting it."

As Kelly hurried off to join her friends, I watched the sexy sway of her hips in the white shorts. 'Pretty girl. She seems nice.' I thought. I turned to Rudy. "What do you have planned for the morning?"

"How about if you and I get a head start on the getting to know one another part?" Rudy offered, as a slow smile lit his face. "Actually, I'd love to hear you sing. Come to think of it, I'd love to make you sing. In fact, I'd love to make you come." Rudy continued.

Lucia squirmed again in her chair, very aware of the moisture and heat building between her legs. "First things first. Aren't you starving? What are you going to order?" Lucia turned the conversation back to a topic she didn't need to be nervous about.
 
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Kelly

"Lunch would be great. I'll look forward to it. Thank you so much for suggesting it." Lucia said and I smiled in reply and hurried to catch up with Madeline. Lucia and Rudy both seemed really nice, though I hadn't really spoken to Rudy. I was really looking forward to seeing them at lunch. Not seeing Damien or Madeline in the halls and head to our berth and knock not wanting to interrupt anything. Opening the door I sweetly say, "Miss me?" and walk inside.
 
Madeline DuBois

Madeline twirled around when she heard the berth door open. She had just been showing Damien their room. He had commented on how big the room was.

"Miss me?" Kelly asked with a sexy smile.

"I miss every second without you..." Madeline returned the smile and step closer to her. She wrap her arms around Kelly's waist and pulled her near. She kissed her....a soft loving kiss.

"So, Damien..." Madeline turned back towards the handsome man, now standing in their room. "What exactly do you have planned for Kelly and me?" She held on to Kelly, her fingers grazing down Kelly's neck, coming to rest on her perfect tits.
 
Damien

Madeline and I arrrive back at her berth, a lot more comfotable than the lounge seat I was occupying, following Madeling and drinking in her rear view as we walked had allowed me to appreciate what a stunning woman she is. Now as we step into the berth, she turns to face me and she gives me full opportunity to feast on the front view too, as she pulls her top over her head and lets the sarong drop to the floor.

"You did promise a massage didn't you? So, you won't want any clothes in the way." she smiled impishly.

As she steps to the bunk bed, the door swings open and in walks Kelly

"Miss me?" Kelly asked with a sexy smile.

"I miss every second without you..."

"Every second will be doubly pleasurable now that you are here too" I say, againa fascinated by the easy touching of these two beautiful women.

"Time to let this man fulfil his promises so we'd better get you naked too" and Madeline starts to undress Kelly
 
Kelly

As Madeline stands next to me I admire her breasts. After she helps me take off my top I unbutton my shorts and step out of them then my panties and bra. Reaching over I untie her sarong and let it drop, briefly sliding my fingers over her pussy. Grabbing her hand I head to the bed and we lie down side by side. Looking over at Damien I say, "Why don't you get what you need and figure out how you want us...we'll entertain each other while we wait." Looking down I can tell he's already getting hard. Turning back to Madeline I bring my mouth down to one of her nipples and begin sucking on it gently while my fingers begin rubbing her wet slit. Hearing her begin to moan I insert a finger inside her and begin to suck harder while I waited for Damien to tell us he was ready.
 
Side by Side

Madeline and Kelly lie side by side, Madeline responding happily to the exploring of Kelly's fingers. I am tempted to join in and forget I'd ever suggested a massage, but rememebr how good that can be too.

I mix a little lavender oil with some carrier oil in a dish ("borrowed" from the dining car - I wonder if the rail company knew what uses their saucers could be put to)

Kneeling between Madeline and Kerry, just about ion line with their knees, I take a little oil on my fingers, and rub it into my palms, warming it.

I place my warm-oiled hands on the small of each of their backs, and slowly leaning forward, smear the oil all the way up their backs to the whispie hairs at the backs of the necks. Rubbing some more oil into my palms, I reach forward, fingers spread wide and rub oil this time from the neck down and backwards along the bumpy spine and past where my fingers started last time, to curving hips, working the oil smoothly into the skin, each hand rotating in time with the other on their now shimmering skin ...
 
Madeline DuBois

Madeline was in extacy as Kelly began sucking her hard nipple and fingering her wet pussy. She groaned, pushing herself against Kelly.

She felt the bed sink under Damien's weight as he knelt between the both of them. She felt a new surge of wetness as she thought of how much fun the three of them could have.

She gave Kelly a long kiss and then layed flat on her stomach, ready to receive her massage.

Madeline moaned as she felt Damien's large hands begin to spread the fragrant oils on her back. She looked over and noticed he was having the same effect on Kelly. She layed her head on the pillow, closing her eyes to enjoy the massage.

Damien's hands worked the oil into her back, moving up and down slowly, lingering at the small of her back. His hands ran back up her side, grazing the side of her flattened breast. He moved his hand back down her other side and came to rest at the top of her tight ass. Madeline's breathing increased...she almost pushed her ass up into his hands. She was desperate for him to massage and caress her perfect butt.

She opened her eyes in time to see Damien's hands moving to Kelly's ass the same way they were moving to hers...
 
As my hands rose over the curves of Madeline's and Kelly's bums, or butts I think I've heard Americans say, I saw Madeline open her eys and glance at my hand resting on Kelly; smiling, she raised her backside a little from the bed, encouraging the contact with my hand.

Leaning back and dipping my fingers into the oil, I rub my hands together again, now with a coating of warm lavender oil on each hand, I rest my hand on each girl's left leg, just above the ankle. In smoothing circular motions, my palms and fingers part wrapped round their claves, my hands move up to the back of the knee, all the time working the delicious oil into their warm yielding skin.

Pausing at the dimpled backs of theknee I caress the oil in, befiore resuming the upward motion of my hands. I run my fingers up, pressing into the back of the thigh, then rolling to the outside, then the inside, let more of my weight pass through my hands as I lean forward, massaging right to the top to the inviting crease at the top, where the curves naturally dipped into shadow.

I smile as I see Madeline frown when my hand is removed from the top of her thigh, while Kelly just has a warm sot smile on her face, turned towards Madeline on her pillow.

Taking more oil, my hands return back to the ankles, this time on the other leg, now stroking the oil into the skin in rising circular motions, past the knees and massaging up the flesh of each thigh, fingers reaching higher. Looking at Kelly and Madeline, their warm oiled skin, from neck to ankle looks so smoothly sensual. There is no hiding my arousal as I reach for more oil and place my hands ...
 
Antonio

OOC:
Dropped off the face of the earth for a couple days . . . sorry. Leaving for Vegas tomorrow afternoon, but hopefully I'll still contribute over the weekend. My apologies in advance if that becomes impossible.


IC:
When you informed me that some champagne had spilled onto my pants, I was going to look down to see for myself. On the way down, I got distracted by the liquid shining off your skin, the areas of your dress that were darkened by wetness, and the incredible stance your nipples were taking against the cold temperatures of the drink. Just as the thought of warming them with my mouth crossed my mind, you drew my attention back to its original goal by running your hands along the waistline of my jeans toward the button, saying, "You should take them off...you have nothing to change into if they become soaked." Debbie . . . , I think to myself, . . . can you get any more perfect? I do want them off. And fast.

So I say, "Great idea. You've got 8 seconds." With my left hand, I begin tapping the seconds out on the shower wall. With my right, I slowly fill my mouth with champagne, making sure not to overflow until the time has elapsed. Catching on to my game rather quickly, you pop open the button, undo the zipper, and start pulling on the right side ankle that I've lifted off the ground as an aid. At 5 you've got that side down to my knee, but it's pulling on the other, which has caught over my ass. You switch to the left side, and between the front and back grab that you make for the jeans, I twitch with the pleasure of your hands on me. At 3, that side is falling to my ankle, which I've lifted by leaning the other way. 2 . . . I feel that leg come around my ankle and off . . . 1 . . . . the other side is sliding off . . . . the champagne begins its journey down my neck, into my shirt which slows it considerably . . . . you're standing now, throwing my jeans out of the shower as the bubbles reach the small trail of hair below my navel, and start to make the waistline of my boxers cold and wet.

I close my mouth, drop my head, and kiss you . . . and the cold champagne is shared within our mouths. "Good timing," is all I say after swallowing and pulling away from your mouth long enough to smile and look at your victorious eyes. Then I begin to drop to my knees. "I guess you won that game." I'm on my knees, with my hands at your waist, staring up at your delicious body. With a grin, and a bit of victory in my own eyes, I ask, "What would you like as your prize?"
 
Re: Debbie

I love the way you look at me. Your smile. Your eyes exspressing your thoughts. Your tongue gently licking your bottom lip as you.
As my hand moves to the button on your pants your hand grabs mine. Almost through a laugh you say." Great idea you have eight seconds." Then you let my hand go and begin tapping the shelf . I open the button and zipper. You fill your mouth with champagne. I wonder what you will do if I don't finish in time. I squat and bend over some. Pulling on the leg of your pants then they stop. Reaching up. Grabbing the left side. Sliding them over your waist and hips. I hear you say 4. The weight of my wet dress pulls the front away from my body, exsposing my champagne soaked bra and breasts. I pull the left side off...2 grabbing the right side. 1 , I stand back up tossing your pants out of the shower. Smiling and letting out a laugh myself.
Then the look on my face changes. Thinking to myself, but the words spill out of my mouth. " Oh God". The top of your boxers a little damp but my eyes are fixed on the tent. It seems to pulse.
Your hand brushes the side of my face, then lifting my chin a bit. Pressed against the wall again you mouth covers mine. The cold champagne flows into my mouth. We both swallow and you pull your head back just a little. " Good Timing"....my eyes sparkle as a smile comes over my face.
Your hands move to my sides. You drop to your knees your hands moving to my hips. Looking up you say " I guess you won that game." Smiling at each other you continue " what would you like as your prize."
Your hands sliding down my hips. Your long fingers rubbing the side of my ass. They slide down my outer thigh to the bottom of my dress. Your warm hands touching my bare skin. I lean against the wall. I feel my knees weaken again. You support me with your hands. Looking down into your eyes I can hardly whisper " Antonio....I want you to do what you were going to do in my dream"
Your hands slowly move up my thighs. Your eyes still fixed on mine. I reach behind me for the champagne. I pull the top of my dress away from my breasts. Letting it pull away from my stomach. Tilting the bottle. A stream of bubbles flows down my chest. Disappearing behind my dress. It flows between my breasts. Down my stomach. I can feel my panties soaking up the flow. Some dripping down from between my legs. I place the bottle on the shelf.
Your hands lifting the hem of my dress up. Sliding up my thighs. My upper thighs exsposed. Then the bottom of my panties. They are pulled snug between my legs. Wet from the champagne and my own juice. Your eyes move from my eyes. Watching as you lift my dress. Your hands stop at my hips. Holding the dress out of your way. Your mouth touches my thigh. I let out a low moan. Your tongue travels to my inner thigh. My hips seem to try and arch out on thier own. Then your tongue reaches the lower part of my panties. Your fingers moving to the waist band. Slipping in a little. Enough to feel the only hair just above my clit. My one hand running thru your hair on the back of your head. My other hand palm first pressed against the shower wall. My head tilted back some. My eyes almost closed. Anticipating what you will do next.
 
Kelly

The feel of Damien's strong hands massaging my body was amazing. Even when he was rubbing my ankles and the back of my knees I continued to get wet. Looking back I could see how hard he was and from what I could see he was quite well-endowed. As I thought of watching him fuck Madeline made me shudder with excitement and I smiled in anticipation. I feel his hands massage my other thigh and when he stops to get more oil I wonder if he'll begin massaging my ass again or if he'll try a different approach. Not wanting to wait and find out I turn towards him and ask, "Are you going to continue torturing us or do you have other plans?"
 
Slippery

Kelly spreads he thighs a little as she turns to ask me: "Are you going to continue torturing us or do you have other plans?"

I see the pink wetness of her pussy, so so inviting, looking to Madeline the same sight greets me.

"Kelly, looking form were I'm kneeling Ican see this is no torture, you'll just have to wait and see what plans might be in store won't you?"

Rocking forward again my hands slid easily up their oiled and slippery thighs. My fingers dipped down under Kelly's and Madeline's bum at the same time, both of them squiming together as the oil of my fingers mingled with the wetness of their pussies.

two fingers each dipped downwrds brushing lightly over outer lips, raching forward I hooked my fingers upwards and stoked into the warm thatch of hair, then slowly slowly slowly drew my finger back over two hard and eager clits. the tip of my middle finger resting on the hard button I moved my finger in tight little circles, enjyoing watching the rising of their hips as they thrust themselves towards me. Their meeting legs hooked over each other as they spread their thighs wider.

The sight and sound and feel of their hot and open pussies was making me harder than I'd ever felt. But for now I'd let my fingers do the talking, wanting them both to orgasm under the stroking movememnts of my hands.
 
Kelly

"Kelly, looking from were I'm kneeling I can see this is no torture, you'll just have to wait and see what plans might be in store won't you?" Damien replied sliding his hands towards my eager pussy. As he began to rub my clit I moaned my approval. As I spread my legs wider I felt Madeline's leg against mine as she spread her legs as well. Moving my legs I rubbed my clit against his fingers. "Oh yes make me cum" I begged as I felt waves of pleasure surge through me. As my orgasm ended I let out a deep sigh and looked over to Madeline. As I watched her get closer to the edge my arousal started coming back and I eagerly waited for what was next.
 
Breakfast

gaigirl said:
Lucia squirmed again in her chair, very aware of the moisture and heat building between her legs. "First things first. Aren't you starving? What are you going to order?" Lucia turned the conversation back to a topic she didn't need to be nervous about.


"Yes, Lucia. Let's have breakfast." Rudy agreed. He smiled to himself. Her shyness thrilled him. He was going to have this girl, and she was going to love it. He wondered if Lucia was a virgin. 'She couldn't be. But even if she is, I have a feeling she has no idea of what it should be like.' He reached across the table and took her hand.

Lucia responded to the touch of his hand on hers with a deep sigh. "Tu so spiri. Perche?", Rudy softly probing for the reason for her sigh.

"I'm glad to meet you. I feel happy and content. There is something about you I have never known before." Lucia answered, sparked by his use of Italian. It is just that I'm a little busy preparing for my auditions. I have a lot of music to learn and memorize. I took the train so that I would have non-singing time to study and get the roles and the music deep into my mind without having to think about technique, Can you understand?" she asked Rudy.

"I know. I do understand. I'd like to help you if I can. Maybe by talking about the music, you can get a different perspective. Could that help?" Waiting for her to answer, Rudy continued. "I just think I need to get to know you. There is something about you that fills a spot in my soul that has been empty for so long... but I need to tell you right now, I'm married." Rudy has no idea where that had come from. It hadn't occurred to him to tell her until just that moment. And to him, it didn't matter. This had nothing to do with his wife. This was about Lucia.

Lucia pulled her hand out from under his. Her heart fell. Her inner mind heard Lucy's voice. 'I knew it. This always happens to me'. Lucia turned off the voice of Lucy, and said out loud, in her own voice, "Carpe diem. I want to get to know you, too."

"I'm so glad you said that." Rudy said, while exhaling a long breath. Then he laughed. He knew he was going to have this luscious Lucia in the palm of his hand. And hopefully in a lot more than that. It was just a question of time. "But that's not Italian."

Lucia laughed too. "Let's just see how it goes, shall we? I'm feeling a little overwhelmed." Seeing the waitress approach, she ordered an omelette with coffee, and wiggled in her chair again to stop the flow of dampness between her legs. She took a deep breath, then reached out and reclaimed Rudy's hand. "Tell me everything about yourself. Start at the beginning."
 
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