“So are you, do you not like the artwork?”Jean-Paul smiled, “I’ve seen each piece many times.” He shrugged, “So the crowd is new, it is mo...re interesting to me.”“I’ve seen this type of artwork many times.” She said gauging the response before adding, “It’s all the same to me.”Jean-Paul laughed and turned back to her. “I always love when people say that. It seems to be a given that at least one person will at each show. It’s usually because the sensuality of the art scares them.” He shrugged. ” I said “No I don’t mind if you see it, I just don’t want you to think that I only want you for a one night stand, because I think more of you than that.” Tammi then said something that really blew my mind. She looked at me with those dark beautiful eyes of hers and said “Suppose I want to be a one night stand with you?” I just stared at her, and stared and finally said “You need to be more direct than you have been to be a one night stand. Besides, after getting to know you like I have, I. 'Excuse me miss', I am roused from my slumber, or state of deepening hypothermia, I look at the old man in his station uniform, 'Are you going on the train to Oban', he asks me, 'Yes', realizing I had dozed off, 'Well then you need to rush, as it's about to leave'.I jump up and run as best I can to the first carriage, open the door and dive inside, only to be met by three middle-aged men, and the strong smell of alcohol, 'Come in sweetie', one says with intent in his voice, and I close the. Then bending her top leg up and out of the way, she reached down and guided my penis back into her pussy. I picked up my rhythm where I had left off. I couldn’t move fully in and out while lying on my side, but that was offset by the ease with which I could fondle her breasts while fucking. I stopped fondling momentarily while I reached up and brushed her lovely blonde hair behind her ear. Then I resumed teasing her nipples, still fucking, and now I could kiss and nibble on her ear at the same.