"Yeah fine, I understand that. Whatever floats your boat and all that. And I agree. But... I don't know. I almost didn't feel like myself." She still ...lay flat on her husband, not looking at the other woman.Betty had sat up, sitting naturally on the floor with her legs spread out in an open circle before her, her heavy breasts and swollen sex shamelessly on display. One finger was idly drawing circles in a wet stain they had made on the rug. "Well, I guess who you are isn't who you thought you. There was a woman right next to me and facing me so there was no way I was going to get a feel of her I thought. It was so packed I couldn’t strap hang and my hands were by my side. The train jolted once and this woman was pushed against me, her tits against my arm and her crotch against my hand. But as the train continued she didn’t move away and then began pushing her crotch against my hand. I looked her in the eye and she winked at me. I thought I’d try my luck and turned my hand and gave. The sheer deviousness of the French plans to prevent American expansion beyond the original thirteen colonies gave rise to suspicion that their assistance in the American Revolution was based more on eventual take-over of the "Louisiana" empire of the middle kingdom of the United States with French being spoken from New Orleans to the French regions above the Saint Lawrence River. In any event, at this point in time, in the mid-sixteenth century, the tribes in South Georgia and (now) Alabama. "Why don't you help Trace with her shower? It'd be a shame if she had to shower alone." I looked deep into her eyes."I don't..." I knew the exact second that Robbie knew I knew about her and Traci. I didn't know if there had been more than that one time, and right then decided that I didn't care. And I meant it."I didn't... I mean, I wouldn't... I..."I lowered my voice almost to a whisper. "It's got to be real frustrating to be the only girl that I'm not..." I couldn't finish the.