Sure enough, there he was, looking just as gorgeous as he had last night in the pizza parlor. He was wearing a clean shirt, jeans and had shaved the s...hadow away. ‘I was beginning to think you had run out on me in the night.’ His eyes moved up and down her carelessly draped body. ‘I like the look, but the management might object to having a roman goddess appear in a dining room loaded with guests.’ She blushed from head to toe, and everywhere in between. ‘I…I just woke up.’ Damn he was having an. I was stiff, she was ready. Penetration posed a difficulty. The carriage shook and swayed as the train took a curve making standing up unaided impossible. The door was too thin and flimsy to lean against and the side walls too narrow to use them. Lying on the floor was obviously out of the question. This left the back wall, I placed her hands mid way up and raised her skirt. I gently stroked her pussy through the material of the pink panties protecting them. I could feel she was plenty wet. She looked at me wide eyed and dropped her jaw a bit, shaking her head."I don't know!" She answered. "I mean, I would try it..." Mmm!! Baby, you're so bad. You've been thinking about it since you saw it, haven't you?" I said. She gulped, hiding an embarrassed smile, and sheepishly nodded."Yes." She gave me the puppy dog eyes -- the 'don't hate me because I saw something and liked it' eyes."Get it," I said to her, looking her in the eyes seriously. "Have it." She dropped her jaw in. "What? You don't think that I like candy more than I like you?" I asked gesturing emphatically with her empty orange plastic jack-o-lantern bucket in hand."I know you like me more." She replied with all the confidence in the world while still giggling. Grabbing my free hand, she then led me away down the sidewalk. "Come on; let's go before everybody runs out of the best candy!"Ah, the annual hunt for the most and best Halloween haul. Good memories. Too bad that people frown on teenagers.