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...
There it was, shamelessly hanging out for the whole world to see. Like a big, denim-clad moon, just waiting for some enterprising astronaut to rocket aboard. Carrie bent fully over, kneeling in the vinyl seat and leaning out the passenger car window. Her ass swayed in counterbalance to her waving arm as she shouted goodbyes to her friends on the train platfo...
Michelle had phoned me earlier in the day, she had wanted to know if I would finish work early so that I could catch the train home with her, she thought it would be nice to travel together like we did when we were younger and not so work committed. I agreed and said that I would meet her at the train station at 5:30. When I arrived at the station I pushed t...
She ran down the stairs to the tube train, the love eggs jumping and jostling deep inside her cunt with every movement. He'd been teasing her via online chat all afternoon, had instructed her to insert the eggs before leaving, and now she was horny as hell. She'd been tempted to rub herself to a climax in the ladies restroom at the office. After all, He'd n...
It's the strangest feeling driving a train at night. In the cab up front with the lights off, you can see the world and nobody is looking at you. Even if they weren't distracted by the huge train you're driving, with darkness enveloping the cab you are practically invisible. Private yet public. I've been driving trains for about a year now. Started as an en...
Julie was happy when work was done. It had been a busy week and she was glad that Friday was a holiday. She spent a few minutes more making sure everything was set for Monday, grabbed her purse, and left. She was wearing beige dress pants and a white sweater. It was a casual outfit, but since there had been no meetings today, she could get away with wearing...
One train service ran all night at the weekends, transporting to and from the city a motley crew of passengers comprising sweaty revellers and bleary eyed shift workers. Steve, one of the latter, was in good spirits after finishing his shift, and, once on board, he had successfully avoided the attentions of the angry drunks, whose stops had come and gone. Th...
They drove through the pastoral landscape, over rolling hills and running streams, past fields and woods, farms bursting with bounty. The Friday afternoon sun dropped its blessings upon ripening crops and weekend travellers a like. Marion was bringing Jack home. Jack had met Marion's parents, Donald and Carol Stuart, before, and they seemed to like him. B...
I don't know if she was simply crazy or whether she was involved in some odd piece of performance art, but there, amid the bustle of people rushing from train to train at Metro Central, I saw her. She was dressed entirely in white, down to the white paint or shoe polish on her face. Even the harmonica she played was white. I had read about her, a short snip...
I was visiting my sick aunt in Rapid City, SD. I was there a week, when one night at the supper table she suggested I drive down to Keystone, after all she wasn't ill enough for me to be twenty-four-seven. She handed me a brochure and said, "It's a trip back in time, on an authentic 1880 train, check it out, I know you'll enjoy it. The train took one back...