My home life was never great. I had model parents as far as their looks went. Dad was of medium height and a solid build and very handsome. Mother was... tall, 5' 10", just like I am. She was always fashionably attired. They were Ken and Barbie, without the boobs, brought to life. Most of our problems at home came from my father's ambition of having sex with every woman he met, and mother who didn't like sex at all.How did I know this? When I was a junior in college I was able, at the last minute,. I felt pretty cruddy by the time I picked up the phone to find out why no one had come to bring me home. In fact, I was SO upset that Dr. Spencer gave me her after hours number in case I couldn’t handle it. I know you all worked really hard to make last night a success and I appreciate all the effort you went to and love you all for wanting to do it, but I got lost in the shuffle and it took a lot out of me to keep up with it last night. Not just physically, but emotionally too. I felt really. This also was onlythe second time i rode the train alone, and i was a bit scared as well as excited.As soon as we were underway and everything was in order, i headed for the lounge car. That was always my favorate part of the train. Lots of bigwindows to check out the views. It was also the place that riders go to smoke cigs and drink booze. It was at this place that i met Hector and Jesus. I was kickingback relaxing when i noticed both those men looking at me from across the lounge. They both. Bob, a handshake and hug will do just fine!”The women lined up, even Cassandra Anne, and each got a hug, a kiss, and a pat or rub.Eva Mae hung back to be the last. When her turn came, she climbed onto the bed and stretched out. She laid on a gentle kiss, then whispered, “You principled old fart. All y’all had to do was give me the smallest sign and I’d have crawled into your bed and given up a heck of a lot more than a kiss and a rub. I love you. We all do. We all would have.”Uncle Pete managed.