<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/7/7d/Claire.jpg/265px-Claire.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Sophie DeLaurents</span></span><br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Mascot<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Mirabelle Vale's train yard<br/><strong>With:</strong>Levi, Phil and the conductor<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Sophie smiled prettily at the conductor's agreement.  She was pretty sure he would go along from the beginning just the way he looked at her.  As she climbed the ladder she was sure to give him a show in thanks, her scanty white panties flashing against the creamy pale skin of her inner thighs and perhaps a hint of dampness.  As he began explaining she leaned up against him, breasts brushing his arm and looked at him with utter concentration.<br/><br/>Sophie truly did like trains.  They were large, powerful and masculine going off to mysterious places.  She would sometimes go down to the rail yard back home and watch them coming and going.  So when the conductor started explaining them she actually understood a fair bit of what he said.<strong>"Oh Ah love trains; when Ah was little Ah would go down 'an play by tha yards ta watch them come in.  They's so big 'n powerful like 'an always headed off ta some romantic, far away place."</strong>Her nipples were tight against her shirt as she grew more excited as her body didn't discriminate between types of excitement.<strong>"Do ya think Ah ken see tha engine when we stop?  Ah ain't never been up this close to a big, long train.  Tha engines must be mighty strong ta pull all these cars."</strong><br/><br/>She reached up and touched his arm.<strong>"Ah'd love ta see more.  You know so much about trains; Ah wanna just hang on yer every word."</strong>