Like when somebody touches you in the pool. What happens like?” queried Zandra.“Doesn’t matter,” suggested an irritated, preening Wim.“Yes i...t does,” argued Flore. “A man touched me once, just sort of ... like here,” she indicated her waist.”“Yeah well that’s not much,” retorted Wim.” I’ve had hands on my tits, on my legs and...” her voice tailed off. The black youth serving was rather tasty in her view. She swivelled again, not spotting two men nearby leering. She spotted the black youth. We barely notice it.’ ‘Who is with you?’ ‘He says his name like it is the most wonderful fun. ‘Jeff!’ He bounces everytime he says it. And my name, ‘Joey!’ with excitement, with a kind of affection. I’m there to play with him unlike Mommy and Daddy who soothe him or he needs them or something. Where’s Mommy? She left us telling me to watch out for my brother. ‘Okay Mommy.’ We’re bundled up like two round balls from head to foot. It’s cold. The muck attracts us like bees to flowers. He squeaks. I could only think of them wrapped around my hard 10” cock! Angelina looked confused, then my intent hit her like a brick. “No.” she said weakly. “Oh yes.” I said as I caressed her hair. I winked at Angelina, as I slid my hand down between her breasts, they were firm and warm. Then down her stomach and between her legs squeezing her crotch. “Please stop!” She said fighting tears. “What would you do to make me stop?” “Anything!” “Anything?” “Yes.” “Stand up and strip.” “You’re disgusting,” She. I sat easily and comfortably and started reading a book. Then came renigunta ( a station near tirupathi), the train was all full. People settled and occupied their respective seats. I checked on the other side of seats, it was occupied by two families that had 2 couples and a girl of 21 year old with good looks. She was wearing a 3/4th trouser and a t-shirt. I never thanked my stars nor my luck as I thought I had no chance of getting to know that beauty.I tried not to look on the other side to.