My doors open, one or more people step in, my doors close. I go up or I go down. My doors open, one or more people step out, one or more people step i...n, my doors close. I go up or I go down. Repeat ad nauseam. The Humans who ride me are almost always adults. I have noticed that the females generally have partially-bare legs, and their feet are often set at an unusual angle because of a short stick underneath the back of each foot.There are periods of time where almost no one makes use of my. Now I was behind the door and he was in front of me. I could make outhis outline but I couldn't see his face."Make love withme.."He whispered, "I'm so alone here..please.."And he kissed me. He wasevery bit as warm and passionate as a living man, he held me in his arms andran his hands down my body in a way that made me wet and aching with longingfor him. He got down on his knees and pushed my skirt up, pressed my hipsfirmly against the cold wall and pulled my knickers aside. His tongue slid. I lit up my second smoke and was puffing away when a guy( he is the guy in the next cabin - which i found out later) walks up from the cabin gallery and looks straight at Bhanu and kind of ignores me. I am feeling damn nervous as he is a tall guy 6ft looked fit with just a bit of belly growing so i guessed he was about early thirties. I was through with half my smoke and then suddenly Bhanu says' This is Mr Ashish Kumar - from the next cabin' and ' there is no one else in first class'. Now i. Up until now, he was just being a good son,trying to boost his mother ego. When she said that she would show him thethong, he didn’t expect that she would actually wear it, let alone that hewould be turned on by it.“So? What do you think?” his mother asked him.“Well, I’m not sure mom. If you want a more thorough opinion, you’ll have totake off your robe,” was Charlie’s surprisingly quick-witted reply,motivated by the overwhelming desire to see.