”“No,” she said. “I’ll do it.” She was suddenly embarrassed.“Let me,” he said softly. “I undid you. I should repair the damage.”Sh...e rolled away from him, and his fingers replaced her bra, and slowly re-buttoned her shirt.“Thank you,” he said, as he did it. She wasn’t sure if he was thanking her for letting him touch her naked breasts, or letting him button her shirt.She didn’t want anything to eat. She didn’t want to ride around or talk. She just wanted to go home. He walked her to the door. He. Her eyes glinted with anticipation and a shiver ran through her as she said it."Oh yeah," she remembered suddenly. "From now on, I am where you are. We are leaving New York Monday night, so I should spend time with my mom this weekend." Excellent! Now go talk to Catherine and your mom. I'll call you soon," I said as she scooted out of the booth.She started towards the rear of the train. Then, on impulse, she turned back to me. Wrapping her arms around me, she gave me a very long and sensual. "I had to smile. Whoever this was, she put the news to me in an amusingway.She bent over me to whisper a message."They don't want you to have any solid food yet but I brought in acouple chocolate bars; they're flat; I can hide them in your bag hereand no one will know." She pointed to the zipper compartment of anovernight bag; I guess it was supposed to be mine, although I did notrecognize it.So I nodded silently, and she turned her back between herself and thenurse and slipped the contraband. "And?" she prompted.I tried to look innocent as I tossed the blouse into the hamper at the end of my bed. "And what?"Yeah gave me a look. "And, did y'all fuck?" she asked."Must you be so crude?" I asked her as I slid out of my awful plaid skirt. "Ugh, boarding school uniforms are the worst" I said."Jess!" she cried, "doesn't change the subject! And yes, I must be so crude. Did you have sex or what?"I smiled at her as I reached for my pajamas. "Of course. We always do." I sighed. "We just can't.