I think this will be a fairly short story. It's about something that happened to me in New York City. I travel there probably 3 or 4 times a year. On one of my trips I ended up taking the Subway during rush hour. I hadn't done that before and was impressed with how many people pack onto a train at the same time. You truly do feel like a sardine in a tin. We...
Chapter 2 The Kid The teenage clerk was looking at him with a blank stare, like someone trying to peer through a dirty window. The clerk craned his neck to look past the angry man in the grey pinstriped suit standing at the counter in front of him. The man realized the clerk was looking at something behind him and turned to see what it was. "What is it?"...
Sylvia hated the fact she was late finishing work, it meant an hour's journey on what she called "the sardine tin". She normally finished at 4pm, the underground was still busy but she always managed to grab a seat. Now it was 5.15, she was being sucked along with the throng of people all heading for Liverpool street station. Sylvia was 44, had been marrie...
[note: a short chapter here, but a necessary aside before you begin. Most have figured out by now that my 'Adrian Leverkühn' moniker comes from Thomas Mann's Doctor Faustus. Fine, that's true enough. But I want to draw your attention to another work by Mann, The Magic Mountain. Note we're writing about Harry Callahan, or HC. The Magic Mountain is a sort of G...
All persons mentioned are older than 18y of age. This is strictly a fictional story. *** It all happened in the year 2000. I was on holiday, young, single and too horny for my own good. My brother got married earlier the same year and during his wedding I met a girl whom I befriended. In the months that past Sabrina and I chatted a lot and got to know e...
Meagan Jones looked at the clock at the bottom of her computer screen. The numbers read 8:13 on a Friday night. Wow she thought; where did the time go? She had returned late to the office tower where she worked after giving a presentation at a local high school. She worked for a nonprofit organization that helped troubled boys learn skills that would help t...
Rajesh was travelling in train to his place, which takes several hours. It was a vacation, and he happily packed his bags, and got on the train. The train was fully packed, just like any other train in India. Rajesh felt very tired, so he had an early dinner on the train, and tried to sleep early. Suddenly he woke up. It was so dark, and there was pin drop...
Chapter 1. "Temptation On The Train" The tube train was packed. On the hottest day of the year so far, with temperatures in the high eighties it was like a sauna. As usual, the gallant gentlemen of London stared straight ahead and sat on, refusing to offer their seat to a lady. Not even to an attractive thirty-year-old lady in a clinging summer dress. S...
He entered the crowded train after a hard days work and was searching for a free seat on the subway, but no such luck. So he had to stand up on this wonderfully crowded LA train car,"aren't I the luckiest man alive", he thought sarcastically to himself. He was just about to let out a sigh of despair until she walked into the car. She had short dark hair, bea...
Warning: Adult content is obviously included in this story. Please do not read unless you are over 18. * * * * * I used to ride the train for hours alone. The 7:40 pm to Vanguard avenue. The 8:20 to Hollyhock St. The entire night I would sit on the lonely train and look out over the city, the lights of homes, and offices showing like stars through the blac...