The Santa Express was in reality the Finchbottom
Flyer, a 4-6-2 standard gauge four-cylinder steam locomotive built at the
Northchapel Works in 1933, liveried in the black and gold of the DCRN,
Downshire County Railway Network.
It
was a great work horse of the DCRN from 1933 until 1962.
After
it was taken out of service it was stored at the Northchapel Works and remained
there for twenty-five years, until it and several other engines and assorted
rolling stock were acquired by the Downshire Railway Preservation Society, with
the financial support and patronage of Baron St George of Mornington, who was a
man with a strong sense of history and his stewardship of the Mornington Estate
wasn’t restricted just to the land and properties within the Estate, they also
ensured the protection of historically significant buildings and landmarks
under threat from modernizers.
Although
steam railway engines didn’t really fall within the Estates normal parameters
his Lordship made an unprecedented exception.
The
acquisition of the Flyer was made in 1988 and the restoration was completed in
1992.
The
maiden journey for fare paying customers was on the August Bank Holiday in 1993
and ran from Sharping St Mary to Sharpinghead and then onto Sharpington.
It
wasn’t until seven years later when the Sharpington spur line was completed,
when they had access to the main Finchbottom line and were able to go County
wide.
It was two
years earlier than that when the Flyer had its first outing as the Santa
Express which ran from Sharping St Mary station to a secret location where
Santa was waiting in his village and grotto.
It was
actually the old herb drying sheds which had been preserved and renovated and
dressed for the season.
The train
picked up children and their parent’s late afternoon so that they arrived at
the grotto in darkness in order to make the most of the spectacular lights.
It ran
every day from the first of December up until Christmas and there were always
plenty of Elves aboard to ensure the children didn’t escape from the carriages.
Four of the Elves, Tony Vine, Katie Battista,
Demi Holdstock and Tracey Smedley, were all
college students trying to earn some extra money for Christmas and were aboard
the train when it left Sharpington at midday for the journey to Sharping St Mary to meet the hordes of overexcited
children, and more than one of them were over excited themselves.
When they were kids, it was one of the high
points of the year, they all remembered their parents taking them when they
were young kids, now the Santa Express was just a chore.
The four of
them were sitting in a carriage as the train rattled its way out of Sharpington
station
“I think
trains make me horny” Katie whispered in Tony’s ear
“Everything
makes you horny” he replied quietly
“I haven’t
heard you complain” she pointed out
“I’m not
complaining now” he said “so let’s go and find somewhere where I can scratch
your itch”
“See you
later girls” Tony said and took Katie’s hand and led her into the next carriage
which consisted of compartments.
He opened the door and drew the blinds on the corridor side, and he
thought it a perfect location with the snow covered Finchbottom Vale scenery
passing by their scene of debauchery.
Katie wasted no time because by the time the last blind was pulled
down, she’d done the same with her tights and Tony stood briefly admiring her
fluffy bush and asked
“When did you take your knickers off?”
“I didn’t put any on” she replied
“You dirty tart” he said impressed and then she pulled her top off
over her head and he approached her and ran his fingers through her lush
growth.
“I think trains do make me horny” she said as he worked his fingers
towards her minge.
“And like I said before, everything makes you horny” Tony said as his
digits progressed through her damp whiskers and tentatively probed at her quim,
and she leant back against the window and while he kissed her, he fingered her
slippery slit.
“Mmmm” she moaned in his mouth and opened her thighs wider allowing
him to slip two fingers into her creaminess, and he frigged her until she came
loudly and closed her thighs on his hand and held it there, until he freed
himself and manoeuvred her to the seat where she climbed on to all fours and
presented him with her pink moist blossom, so he knelt behind Katie’s lovely
naked body and slipped into her syrupy quim.
“Oh that feels so good Tony” Katie said “So hot and so dirty”
She had her face pressed against the glass, as if admiring the quaint snow
covered Finchbottom scenery as the train travelled through the Vale, while he
skewered her wriggling squirming form and her hot panting breath huffed up the
glass as he brought her to juddering climax and Katie screamed, a second
later he erupted inside her.
When he withdrew his sticky shaft from her quim she rolled onto her back and
purred
“That was so good”
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