His strong white hairs were covered with thick black hairs and bushes of hair were visible from his shirt whose top button was undone. I love him from... the moment I set my eyes on him and I was hatching a plan to get my hands on him.I sat and we did some general conversation. He was also headed to Pune for some business and we talked of nothing in particular. The train was in the late evening and soon people were getting ready to sleep. My whole berth of six was empty except for the two of us. ’ Sarah seemed to nod to herself, agreeing with him, a faint smile touching her lips, as she took a mouthful of her coffee. ‘I know. It is more money.’ At the moment Sarah heard a beep coming from her beeper. She seems to blink as she reaches down plucking it off the end of her shirt. Kithan took a mouthful from his mug of coffee. Sarah slowly headed towards the elevator, Kithan slowly trailed after her, even as she hit the button. ‘Ting.’ The elevator doors opened, and they both walked. “Mrs Normandale, eh? Is that a local surname?”“It is sir. It was originally De Normanville, from a Norman who was given estates in Yorkshire, but it got corrupted over the centuries: ville became vell, then dell, and then dale. The ‘dale’ in it has nothing to do with Yorkshire dales, as you see.”Reg volunteered, “Fascinating how names change. Americans are well known for simplifying surnames from their French or Gaelic origins into phonetic names that anyone from the UK would have great trouble. She again went back to our room this time when she returned she was carrying her vibrator and a DVD case. She opened the case and put the disc in the player and immediately hit pause then she walked over to the recliner and plugged her vibrator in the wall. She pulled her skirt down along with her panties and kicked them aside. This left her naked from the waist down except for the stockings. She sat in the recliner and slid to the edge, placing the vibrator between her smoothly shaved pussy.