We’ll get to know each other more and I’ll see you in six weeks.”
“I don’t know what I’m going to do, but if that’s the only possibility I guess it’s better than nothing.”
We went back to the main car and exchanged e-mails, phone numbers, Facebook names, MySpace names, Twitter names; the whole shebang. I could feel Amy’s heart beating into my chest and I’m sure she felt mine. Indian Sex I’ll give you my phone number and you give me yours. Two Amy’s?”
“There aren’t two Amy’s. Damn! After I hit the ground I rolled over and looked into the train. With each thrust Amy moved an inch or two higher on the bed. With Elly and me we’re the same in many ways and different, too. There was just a connection. “Sorry. I hadn’t felt like this before – at least not on The Pussy Train. Standing beside Amy was another Amy. Just before leaving the car I glanced back and Wendy hadn’t even noticed I was gone. But for future reference, the correct answer to that would be ‘I’d travel further than that to be with YOU’.
