”I really wasn’t sure what to think of any of this. I mean come on, cross-dimensional ‘spells of knowing’? Ninety-seven percent personality co...mpatibility - eighty-eight percent with a woman? hell even dragons being mentioned with apparent seriousness. I would have rejected it all but there was that night sky and the ‘teacher’ ... The teacher wasn’t anything of my Earth, not even anything close. The ‘prisoner rack’ could have been faked, mostly. That was simply great engineering, but the. Thank you Maria," he whispered as their eyes locked and his hand went across the small table to hold hers briefly. "Thank you from the bottom of an old man's heart." Not so old," she smiled. "I bet you haven't made it up to my ninety-five."They shared a laugh, another glass of wine, then together they did the dishes. Maria asked Charlie to read something from the book. He chose the passage where Don Quixote professes his love privately for Dulcinea even though she is totally unaware of even his. Derek (my husband) better be on time…Another flood of people entered the train, pushing me into a corner."Ooof," I hear as I look down and see a young redhead with her face pushed into my chest. Her chin pulling down on my white summer dress as her face was forcefully pressed between my supple breasts."Oh my god I'm so sorry," the girl said as she pulled her head back and out of my bosom."No no, it's fine! Are you ok?" I asked concerned."Yeah, I'm fine. Good thing you come with airbags," she. Let me regain my breath. Let me feel all of you!” My legs encircled his back. My hands had grabbed the back of his head and forced his lips down onto mine. He kissed me, and quickly found my tongue darting back and forth inside his mouth. His cock positioned it self for what nature intended it to do, smoothly parted my lips and slid naturally into my cum drenched honey pot as we embraced. I gripped his waist urging him to fuck. We lay there on the bed, slowly pumping our hips back and forth, up.