Missy Edwards stared out the window and marveled at the Nevada scenery! "Unbelievable," she mumbled to herself, as the landscape of rock, desert, and mountains flew by while she relaxed in comfort on the Amtrak super liner. "It is beautiful, isn't it," commented her seat mate, a young man who appeared to be college age? ""It's fantastic," Missy replied, "the mixture of colors and landscape, well, it's just incredible!!!" "I think so too," he responded, while extending his hand and introducing himself, "my name's Doug, Doug Granger!" "Taking his hand and looking him in the eye, Missy replied, "Nice to meet you Doug, I'm Missy Edwards." They continued to watch the scenery fly by, occasionally commenting on something that caught their fantasy, but mostly just riding along in silence. As the sun began to set, Doug checked his watch and opined, "It's about dinner time, care to join me in the dining car, Missy?" Missy gave him another quick once over, and replied, "Why not, let's go!"

The two dinner partners spent the next hour and a half telling each other about their lives and in general enjoying each others company. Missy found out that Doug was junior at a university in the Bay area, and that he was on his way home for summer vacation in Ohio. Missy on the other hand, regaled Doug with stories about her own children, one of which she had just visited in Sacramento. So here she was, a middle aged woman with grown children, having a wonderful dinner with a man less than half her age!!! To make matters even more interesting, Doug had a habit of touching Missy's hand when he was making a point in conversation, and even though she would never admit it, she couldn't help but feel electricity sparking through her body at his mere touch!!! Receiving the undivided attention of a handsome twenty year old was an unbelievable ego booster for a fifty something married woman, and much to her chagrin, she began to flirt shamelessly with her young seat mate! After a final glass of wine, the two of them returned to their seats and settled down for the evening. Doug put on a pair of headphones, reclined his seat, and proceeded to doze off, while Missy, still high from the wine and company of the young man, tried to sleep, but instead just stared out into the blackness of the night. A slight shiver went through her, and she signaled the porter that she would like a blanket, and immediately covered up and slipped off to sleep.