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Going Homethis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 2797 words)

Author: Suffolk Girl
Added: May 20 2000Views / Reads: 1083 / 803 [74%]Story vote: 9.00 (5 votes)
This story starts out true, I was on a train, i was watched, I did open my legs. I may even have stroked myself (I certainly wanted to!!) I never had the nerve (and neither did he) to squeeze between the seats and actually fuck. Shame.
 


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THE TRAIN JOURNEY

The girl with the dark bobbed hair relaxed in her aisle seat, head resting to one side looking out the window at the hills dashing past in the bright July sunshine. She thought vaguely that she should flip the little table down from the seat back in front of her and use the journey time constructively, somehow though she knew that wouldn't happen. If she got any work out, the books would rest on the small plastic flap, unused, until she neared her station and then get put away.

She shifted slightly, picking her feet up and resting them on the back of the seat in from of her, her strappy navy summer dress with the little white floral pattern hanging from her thighs. She looked away from the window, staring vacantly down the long aisle of the carriage instead. A few seats down on the opposite side of the coach, sitting in the first seat that benefited from a real table, was a young man, also in his early twenties, who stared back equally, absent mindedly. She moved her eyes away sharply, not wishing to be caught by a complicit stare. She hated contact with strangers on trains, it was why she normally brought a Walkman with her, but on this occasion had left her room at college in a hurry leaving it behind. Despite, or perhaps because of her wish to avoid contact, her eyes were drawn back to her black clad compatriot in boredom. About the fifth time she covertly glanced at him he caught her eye and half smiled at her. She ...

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