Jerome woke with a start, he had nodded off again, he had been thinking about how he ended up on a dusty bus in the dusty plains of the west. his lanky frame squished into a bench of this almost empty cross country bus.
"Next stop, Dicky's Gap depot!" called out the helpful bus driver who saw that Jerome was finally awake. The bus's headlights lit up a train depot as the bus pulled in.
"You can wait inside, there is a station master on duty", again the bus driver was helpful.
Jerome grabbed his bags and thanked the driver on his way out the door.
"Lonely place!" the driver said to himself as he levered the door shut and pulled on the steering wheel.
Assistant Stationmaster Randolph liked working nights, there were few distractions to his work and he was guaranteed the privacy to rub one out, and to facilitate that he normally wore a butt plug. Tonight he wore a large chrome one as he was expecting a visitor.
Sam the Sherriff had called him and told him to expect the new Deputy and that Sam the Sherriff had something just come up across town and was running late.
"Keep him entertained. Randy." said Sam.
Randy licked his lips and smiled and rubbed his legs together when hs saw Jerome come into the depot. Randy liked what he saw in Jerome. Jerome was a tall drink of water inches over six feet, lantern jaw and lean. Ebony skin and eyes with a military cut and broad shoulders. He looked a little dusty and forlorn but definitely sexy as hell.
Jerome looked at the little man behind the desk bespectacled high cheek bones and forehead with large pale blue eyes. He had a thin neck, shoulders and chest in fact he was almost feminine above his narrow waist suit vest, blue button down shirt and bow tie.
Jerome also noticed something a little odd, a small target tattoo between the Asst Stationmaster's eyebrows."Whats with the tattoo?"
