Others, once they saw how easy it could be, started looking for their own rocks.Me? I wasn’t happy. My main disappointment in my new position as sta...tion master was in the lack of any worthwhile jobs to do. I very quickly found out that the position was mainly a figure head. As I was sitting there longing for the good old days. Knocking around the belt. Grabbing rocks during the day. And partying back on the “Yankee Fork” at night. I missed the hustle and smells of the flight deck and the shove. I inserted my hand inside her pants and started squeezing her ass. I was massaging to make her horny a lot more.She gave an angry smile whenever I squeezed her ass, and it turned me on. (An angry smile of a girl will turn on any boy). I then inserted my right hand inside her top, started squeezing those melons, and kissed her deeply. I wanted to taste those melons. So I told her to remove the top, but she was like no (smilingly).So I went inside her top, kissed the belly button, and licked it.. I broke free of the forest's dark embrace, sprinting out into the moonlit clearing.I heard the crash behind me almost at the same moment I burst free. I sensed him burst free of the forest and I sensed his powerful legs propelling him close behind me. I screamed again with the pure release of energy as I sprinted across the clearing, my long strides devouring the distance to the opposite forest.I felt the wind in my face and I felt my long hair trailing behind me as I sprinted across the. I decided to take a local train so I went to station. I got into the train and stood at the door. I took a stare at the people sitting inside the compartment and I saw a beautiful lady sitting inside the compartment with a man (might be her husband). She was staring at me like there s something wrong on my face. I diverted my attention towards other commuters as the man sitting beside her also started staring at me. 2 stations passed an idea strike into my mind “I can be a gigolo” the idea was.