We reached my home n then she removed her scarf. We both sat on a mat n started talking all crap n cracking jokes. Finally we had pizza n rested again...st wall. Both of our hands were touching n we were close enough. We were talking n i held her hand normally. She was fine n we continued. While laughing for something i pull her towards me with her shoulder. N my hand remained on her shoulder as i dint remove. She too was fine with tht. Slowly i started pinching her cheeks and caressing them. Well, let me tell you, the reputation of train travel being better than by stagecoach was certainly justified, even though there was some swaying from side to side.Them sleeping cars that Mr. Pullman had invented were probably a great idea, but the Fort Worth & Great Western Railroad must not of heard of them, yet. All they had to ride in were coaches. I did buy a first-class ticket so that I would get a cushioned place to sit. The second-class seats were plain wood, and I was not looking to. We reached the first class. Per usual, I failed to pay attention, instead I daydreamed of Rachel and I.*Daydream*It showed Rachel and I walking hand in hand, down the hallways, returning peoples dirty looks, kicking and denting lockers. "Undead" (by the Rap/Rock group "Hollywood Undead") was blaring its heavy bass, and melodic rhythms throughout the hallways. *End Of Daydream*I was woken from my dream by the shaking of my left shoulder, Rachel's eyes were blatantly staring at me. I stood up to. But as long as you’re careful and no one is forcing anyone to do anything they don’t want to do, I’m not going to get upset if my girls aren’t virgins when they get married. I’d be embarrassed to tell you how old I was when I became sexually active.“I just want to make sure Sam is going into this with her eyes wide open and she realizes she can get hurt and probably will, a lot. And I want her to be careful until she’s safe. I’m sorry if this conversation makes you uncomfortable. But these are.