"Ah damn!" he muttered under his breath as he saw the obstruction on the tracks up ahead. Reaching for the brake, he dropped his eyes from the track just long enough to miss the flash of color just inside the tree line. The train squealed to a stop and he stood up and hollered back, "James! Help me get this shit off the track!" Within seconds, James appeare...
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...
It all started one night as I was chatting on line. I met Jennifer, who seemed to be pretty cool, so we chatted most of that night and into the next morning. As you can imagine, one topic of conversation turned into another and before long we were telling each other our deepest and darkest fantasies as well as fears. Jen's only true phobia was her chest. S...
The air in the subway station is warm and muggy. We had just gotten out of the Producers and were on our way home. It's late and the station is nearly empty. Your arm is wrapped loosely around my waist and I slip my hand in your back pocket as we wait for the train. You're wearing black pants and a black, button up dress shirt and I'm wearing a short bla...
We awoke the next morning a little later than expected. We both wished that there had been enough time to make love again, but instead we had to hustle back down to Grand Central Station to catch our train west. The arrangements had been made by the Draft Board and Jack wasn't very anxious to explain to them why he had missed his train in New York City. "I'...
I haven't seen you in a few months… I guess that's to be expected when we live so far apart right now. I had always sort of scoffed when people would say that absence makes the heart grow fonder. I wish now that I didn't understand it so well. I'm convinced that the train is running as slowly as it can, and it feels like days have passed since I boarded. I...
Chapter 1 Finding the Team "Hey what's up? We need a big man do you want join our team, for that tournament?" Edward asks the big black man. "You need a big man?" "Yeah." "All right, I'm big all right so you asked the right person on that one." "Yeah, for center." "Yeah, I'll join ya, what time is it?" "This Monday at 7 p.m." "Oh yeah I gotcha. Yea...
When John was 10 years old, he lived in Upstate New York. Secluded in the hills, away from the ski resorts, he had a very rural upbringing. And he loved animals. His parents didn't own a farm, but there was enough acreage he could wander safely. And plenty of wildlife to watch and enjoy. And while he didn't own a pet at home, he would rescue wounded or sick...
The afternoon commuter train was packed. If I hadn't been in such a rush I would have skipped this train and waited for another where standing room only wasn't an issue. Ah well. Sigh. It could be worse. The women with the pointy bag jabbing into my back might get off at the next stop. The boy with the too loud Ipod might run out batteries, and Hello, who is...
We have had an awesome day, and you have been especially romantic, sweet and playful. I am feeling sexy and a bit daring. You see the naughty twinkle in my eye and start to imagine possibilities for the evening. We are a bit buzzed from one glass of wine plus a bit of reefer when we board the Wine Train. As we both love trains, we've booked the longer dinn...