He boarded the train, placing his briefcase at his feet, between his legs. He was taking a evening train; looking at his watch, he realized that it would be 9:35pm soon, and the train would be leaving. Closing his eyes, he tucked his train ticket in his jacket pocket and leaned back. He'd reach Baltimore after midnight, so he might as well get some sleep. H...
I had a rough time last week and I didn't really get much out of it... but... I can't deny it was a thrill. When Thursday came around again I felt myself hurry to finish up my work and just seemed to get ready on autopilot. I parked my car at Sydenham station a few blocks from the side ally to the bus depot and hid my keys behind the front bumper before I...
A row of scrawny maples rustled in the bitter cold wind, a wind which had long since numbed Sarah's fingers and made her wish she'd worn something more than a skirt. Eventually, Sarah thought, I'll have to grow up and actually start wearing practical clothing like a sensible woman. Somehow she doubted she'd ever start doing the sensible thing if she hadn't s...
Scott smiled to himself as he stood on the platform, latte in one hand, free paper in the other. Five mornings a week he would climb aboard the same tube train to get to the same place of work at the same time of day. Life was monotonous everywhere other than in his head. But in his head, anything could happen, and most days on his way to work, anything and...
I didn't want to go visit my sister. School had just ended for the summer, and here I was, waiting at the train station to go to on a 5-hour train trip I didn't really want to take. I wanted to go to the beach, but no, instead, I would spend 5 hours on a train with a lot of weird old people and then visit my sister in her crappy apartment. The train had jus...
"Time!! Please put your pencils down and pass your examination booklets to the front of the room. Hope to see all of you next semester," the professor exclaimed. Having just completed his last exam of his first semester of college, Parker was overwhelmed with joy. He had spent the majority of the semester working up to that moment, spending endless hours in...
Train journeys have a definite effect on my mood. At the start of the week I can kind of grin and bear the hassle and lack of comfort, but by the end of the week the journeys seem tortuous, making my work days stretch out impossibly long, feeling like I'm walking down a lone desert road and I'll never reach the end. Friday night rush hour. Rush hour? Ha! Th...
It was just after twelve when the massive iron train pulled into the blustery station. The wind blew right through this place and chilled commuters to the bone. Men, women and children lined the platform waiting for their turn to mount the next train. The train pulling in at platform twelve was not for the average commuter, this train was headed for warmer c...
It was a rainy nasty day. There was a deep seeping chill in the air making it a foul day to stand and wait for a bus. There was no way to hail a cab, which was actually empty, in less than ten minutes without getting soaked by the downpour. This was not Eric's day. He was late for a meeting uptown and the rain was making him choose the number 4 express tra...
This is a 3rd person fiction story about my fantasies of being a Pantysissy. All characters in this story are made up, and are all over the ages of 18. ***** Jay was on his way back to New York from a weeklong work conference in Chicago. He decided to take Amtrak back to NYC. He got on the train in Chicago and noticed a hot young blonde woman in her 20s s...