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”Oh father, I’m fine I’m having the time of my life,” she said, giving him a big hug. Carl backed away a little to give them both some room to talk, a tear appearing in the corner of his eye too. 5 minutes later they were all sitting around a café coffee table, talking about where they were going and what they were going to see. Carl got to talk for quite a bit at that meeting, learning that he liked Andrea’s father very much. When they heard the all aboard call, they rushed back to the train with Andrea saying her goodbyes, and telling her father that she would phone every day. Andrea waved for at least 2 minutes as the train pulled away and the tears of joy that she didn’t have to hide it anymore were overwhelming.

Carl held her tight when she turned around, kissing her passionately and gently wiping away the tears with his thumb. ”He likes you, I could tell,” she said, holding him close. They then decided to go into the bar car, needing something a little stronger that tea and coffee. Soon they were laughing and joking with each other once more, and Carl was not only enjoying Andrea’s company, he was awed by some of the sights that were passing by outside.

Andrea pointed out anything of importance as the train rolled along, and Carl took lots of photos from his digital camera. He also found out that she was a bit of a tease, for on several occasions she would grab his butt when his back was turned. It was all in fun though, besides Carl rather liked it, for whenever he saw her laugh he rejoiced in the knowledge that she was with him. In the afternoon they usually ended up in their cabin just talking and kissing the day away.

The next day saw pretty much the same routine; only this time Andrea was wearing a very fine chiffon low cut dress, which really turned Carl on. He was turned on so much in fact that he found himself staring at her legs whenever he thought she wasn’t looking. In addition, when she stood in a certain light you could see straight through it. Andrea was no fool though, she knew exactly what her dress was doing to him, and played with him at every waking moment. She would bend over in front of him, or sit opposite allowing her dress to slip off her legs when she crossed them. Pretty soon Carl started to catch on, and decided to teach her a lesson.

Going into the small wash cubicle, he changed into some very sexy but tight shorts. Making her believe that he was too hot to wear trousers, he then proceeded to put on a show in front of her. Knowing full well the bulge in his pants, which was clearly evident would get her attention. At one point she stood next to him glancing out the train window, which was more than enough for Carl to smell the perfume she wore. It had a simple effect his cock grew by several inches. With the shorts he was wearing his hardness was standing out a mile.