There was little I could do about it anyway, I was sort of paralysed with fear, this was way beyond anything I had ever thought about and could not be...lieve I had signed that contract not fully realising what I was signing up for. He then started to undress in front of me. He was very muscular, with a hairy chest and as he undid his trousers the biggest cock I have ever seen tried to force its way out of his underpants. As he pulled them down I saw it for the first time, it was. Of course they’re both well-coordinated. Their perfect bodies moved fluidly in front of and against each other, and it was plain to see they really fancied each other as they swayed, touched, caressed and kissed.My eye was drawn to movement on the overhead shot; each six-packed guy’s abdomen had a huge snake creeping up it. In a few more seconds Greg’s thick piston was reaching as far as his belly button, while Connor’s baseball bat had extended an inch beyond his. The cocks were twitching. I struggled getting them on, not because they were toosmall, but trying to get all the material of the nightgown out of theway. It would have been easier putting them on without the nightgown. Ithought going to the bathroom would be a pain, but I'll deal with thatlater.Steeling myself I went back to the kitchen. I walked in as though it wereperfectly natural. I reveled in the feeling of the material flowing allaround me. I took a seat at the table."So, what are we talking about?" I asked.Diane. I feel weird having never had to rely on weapons before.We head out of the cabin. Our cabin is right next to the stairs, so we were down the stairs and out of the train in no time.Fargo Station at 3 am is not that interesting. I see an old sign above the main building: 1906. I am assuming that it has some significance. Not many people get out of the train. A few elderly spritely couples with Canadian windcheaters on, four men in their twenties looking rather lost and one guy with a Chicago.