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paralyzed, my body buzzing with
arousal. “I really should take you with me. I’d like to finish what
we started.”
    A man in a torn corduroy jacket grabbed him.
“Time to go!” They raced to the next car, disappearing from
sight.
    I gazed at where they’d gone, feeling numb
and disappointed. I would never see that horrible man again…and
that was…unfortunate.
    Millie smiled crookedly. “That good, eh?”
    “What?”
    “The kiss.”
    “Oh, it was…oh, never mind. He stole my
ring!”
    “He would’ve taken a lot more than that if he
had the chance.”
    I struggled to compose myself. “I need to fix
my hair. I need…a nap.”
    She smiled knowingly. “I completely agree, my
dear. A good lie down will set everything to rights.”
    After the drama at breakfast, I found myself
in my camisole and drawers, reclining on the small bed, while the
train continued to vibrate. We would be in Chicago the next
morning.
    Millie’s hand was on my thigh. “You liked
that man.”
    I nodded. “I did.”
    “It wouldn’t be wise to tell Edmund about the
kiss.”
    “I won’t.” Her hand slid into the waistband
of my drawers. “Oh, Millie.”
    “I have to see something.”
    “What?”
    “If you’re as wet as I think you are.” She’d
found the juncture of my thighs. “And you are.”
    “I couldn’t help it…oh…Millie…” Her fingers
drove into the silky wetness of my pussy. I fell to the bed, as her
thumb grazed my nub. “Oh, yes…”
    “Would you have let him have you?”
    “No.” Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
    “If you were alone, in private?”
    I smiled, tingling where she touched me.
“I…probably…but no, of course not. I can’t. I’m…engaged.”
    She lowered my drawers, pulling them off.
“For an outlaw he was a handsome one.”
    Curiosity had won out. “Tell me,” I implored.
“What does it look like?”
    She clucked. “Oh, you dirty girl.”
    “Please, Millie. I want to know.”
    “You’ll find out soon enough with your
husband.”
    “But, you’re supposed to be teaching me about
all of that. How will I learn anything, if you don’t teach it?”
    She rummaged around inside a travel bag,
bringing out a brush. The end is about this long, and the tip looks
like the top of a peach.”
    I eyed the brush. “That long.”
    “Some are longer. Shaun’s was crooked on the
end.”
    “You mean bent?”
    “Yes.”
    “Was he the only man you’ve ever slept with?”
She gave me a look. “He wasn’t, was he?” I scooted closer. “Oooh,
do tell, Millie. Tell me everything.”
    “You’re a strumpet, Sarah. You’ll have to
solve the mystery on your own.” She unbuttoned her blouse. “We have
an hour before dinner. Let’s not waste it talking.”
    I bit my lip. “They get hard when they’re
near women, right?”
    “If they’re excited.” She tossed the shirt
aside and removed her corset. “Why?”
    “I could feel his…thing.”
    “I’d be surprised if you didn’t. You’re a
beautiful woman. I’ve seen the way men look at you.”
    “You have?”
    “Yes, my dear. Wherever we go, you turn
heads. You have for years.”
    “Oh.” That was mildly shocking.
    Her chemise, drawers, petticoat, and bustle
ended up on a chair. “Now lay back like a good girl.”
    I shuddered at the tone in her voice. “What
are we doing?”
    “I’ll start by pleasuring you with my
tongue.”
    “That’s a wonderful place to start.”
    “Then perhaps we can try something new.”
    “Like what?”
    “A position where we fuck each other at the
same time.”
    “How sinful.”
    “Oh, my dear. You have no idea.”
     
     

Chapter Five
     
     
     
    I kissed her, driving my tongue into her
mouth. My encounter with the bandit had emboldened me, giving me a
fearless edge and a desire to be more aggressive. I held her face,
kissing her madly, biting on her lower lip and lapping at her
mouth.
    “What in heavens has gotten into you?”
    “Oh! Millie! Touch my pussy…please.”
    “Let’s get this