One could relax in coach, and watch the beautiful scenery, or visit the dining car. However keep and eye out, there are train robbers on the loose. Th...e re-enactment was called, “Shootout train ride.”There’s the good-guy, as sheriff trying to protect the gold, and bad-guys trying to steal it, damsels in distress and those causing it.My mind wandered back in time for a few minutes. Then I was brought back to reality when auntie told me she was going to bed. Adding, “What’d yah think of the. He promised to wait for her and walk her back.After finishing their toilets, they met, and began the walk back.As they were walking by an empty campsite, she took his elbow, and saying "Come here" took him into the deeper darkness, behind a clump of trees."I want a good night hug. And a long, warm one too." She declared."Okay, sure." He said.They put their gear on the nearby picnic table. He took her into his arms and held her close. Her body again fit into his. Her natural perfume filled his. It was really hard to focus on our task with this little teen beauty enticing me with her every innocent move. Suddenly, out of the blue, she asked me, "Mr. Tommy, has any woman ever done to you what that girl in the magazine was doing to that guy." I thought it was odd for her to ask me that, but I said,"Only a few times, My ex-wife didn't like to do that for me very often." Natasha then kind of laughed and said, " I don't know why she wouldn't do that, It looks kind of fun. Like. She turns me round to face the bar, keeping my balls clasped tight as she does so. Her Cheshire cat smile is so broad it almost makes a ring with her bob styled hair. She pulls my feet back and pushes me down onto the bar. As I hold myself steady she steps back and begins the thrash my arse with her cane. Dealing with pain is not one of my strengths, and I’m ashamed to say I wince with each stoke. She isn’t pulling any punches and the strokes become increasingly heavy. I remain standing, but.