They did the checklist thing and we were off. The cowboy came back and offered us soft drinks or booze if we wanted. We declined, but Bobby couldn't r...esist, she asked, "What do we have to do to get one of those neat T-shirts you're wearing."He smiled as he said, "Easy, just go to a NASCAR race and look for one of the S&S trucks. They have them on race days. If you want you can stop by the main shop and ask one of the girls there. They might be able to find one for you. Tell them Steve sent you.. I think she had some slight doubts that we were going, right up until the train left the station. We watched the scenery, especially later, when the ocean came into view. It was a long trip, about nine hours in total time, but, we finally pulled into the station in San Francisco, and got a cab to the St. Francis Hotel. I had reserved a suite through a travel agency, and it was really gorgeous. The hotel itself was first rate. The employees fawned on the guests, pampering them, and trying to. Her fingers slowlydrifted up to the hem of his skirt and she gently uncurled his fingertipsand let the skirt fall back in place.She smiled at his obvious consternation and pointed an accusing finger atthe mirror."But there's something else here now isn't there?"Frankie's mind reeled. A look of embarrassment and anguish crossed overhis face. Oh he thought to himself, she couldn't, she just wouldn't askhim why he was so aroused. He shuddered at the thought."Oh yes, I know," Lisa said as she. It was responding to what was happening to it despite her attempts to keep her mind focussed on how wrong this was. Mom and Dad would be so mad at them... and she would be so embarrassed and ashamed if they found out. Yes, this was terribly, terribly wrong... but oh my God, did it feel good! "Sir... please..." she moaned. She was losing the fight and she knew it. If this kept up, her willpower would crumble and she would give in to his lusts–she wouldn't be able to stop herself. She spread her.