To start making money on the train and recoup the Baron's investment, they made a loop at the five mile mark. They built a huge warehouse there for tr...ans-loading cargo and people, to wagons and coaches. It worked out fine. It also introduced the locals to the switch for the track.Of course, people still had the right to hire horse drawn wagons for the entire trip. However, the ten mile run to the Duke's town took a heavily laden wagon hours longer to make, than the trip by the train. The track. She was very slim and there was not an ounce of excess fat to be seen anywhere.Tony asked her what it was like to be an Admirals wife. She took a mouthful of wine and said "boring." Somehow he got the impression that first evening that boredom was her main enemy, at times he sensed that she was trying to relieve her boredom by 'coming on' to him, as her hands tended to wander a little when they were close together but he decided to play it cool.Tony soon settled in and developed a daily. Janet had enjoyed a few of The Simpsons with me. Might as well, since Rachelle was no longer around. I bit her lips gently and then nuzzled her neck. Janet sucked in her breath as she held me."You're crushing me Stanley," she murmured, "Can I get on top?" Sure thing dear," I rolled her atop me and she sat up, throwing off the covers.It was strange. Almost like that night so long ago when we had our first bare-backed night of love. Janet's hips swayed as she straddled me. My already hardened. What a load of bullshit. I call them like I see them. White men and White women in Canada are bigoted. I know what they are. I’ve dealt with the likes of them for half my life. I just wish I knew how they brainwashed every non-White person in Canada into being a submissive twit who thinks of Canada as a perfect land where racism, bigotry and discrimination don’t exist and every White person is seen as a saint. I’m at Carleton University right now, supposedly the most diverse school here..