Most of the world is now no longer arable land, so my entire hometown is being relocated on one of the mega-trains that had been installed as a short-term solution to deliver supplies to affected areas where significant populations still survived. The trains had been retrofitted for use as dormitories, kitchens, showers and bathrooms, dining halls and more....
I ride the subway each workday from Queens to Manhattan. It usually gets very crowded in the morning; with too many people Jamming into the subway cars. It isn't Unusual for someone to Brush up against my breasts or ass. Most of The time, I have to believe it's intentional. Sometimes they linger, sometimes they squeeze, and sometimes they rub. There is no Po...
On November 27, 2002, a Metro-North commuter train left New Haven, Connecticut, at 5:58 a.m., bound for Grand Central Terminal. Its scheduled arrival in New York was 7:39 a.m. This is what happened that morning. ----------------- Karen Rizzini DiFalcone, a marketing administrator for an insurance broker on West 57th Street, boarded the train at the second...
I glared out the window of the noon train. There wasn't much in the way of scenery, unless you counted seeing junkyards or other passing trains. Every once in a while the train route would allow us to pass through some small farm country. But, even then, it still wasn't all that amazing to look at. I swished through songs on my iPod as I sang along to the on...
(A Dylan James Story) This is a prequel to the One For The Road series filling in some of the main character's background. I would like to thank all the very nice fans who wrote to me and expressed their desire to read more about Dylan and his life. I was surprised and excited by the response. So this is for them. Enjoy! He was waiting for the #1 uptown lo...
She hated taking the train so late at night, especially by herself. The lecture ended later then she thought and no one offered to give her a ride home. She was lucky the train came at all, though, usually she'd have to wait an hour before it's arrival; today it was only a ten minutes wait. She pulled out her book, hoping to pass the time reading, attempting...
It's early on a cold fresh morning, the wind blows as Hummingbird waits on the platform at New Street Train Station. She's wearing a smart grey pin striped suit with a silk blouse, high heeled black shiny shoes, gold jewellery and gold dangly ear rings. Her make up is just right, quite natural, not too much and not too little. Her lips are a nice shade of...
I stood on the hot train platform trying my best to squeeze into the sliver of shade that was falling on the pavement. The strap from my bag was causing a strip of sweat to spread over my shoulder. With nowhere to sit, I had little choice but to stand in front of the train doors, waiting for the whim of the conductor to open them. I was on my way home after...
Mandy found herself with a month working on local services, well not so much as local but trains where the journey time was no more than two hours. These were the ones she didn't particularly like as the ability to meet other sexual partners was limited. Today had been a long day and Mandy was now on her last trip of the evening. It was the last commuter/of...
They rushed across the road en masse from the theatre and down the stairs towards the underground station as quickly as they could to avoid the heavy summer shower that had unleashed itself upon the city. The humid weather had been with them for days, and it was now breaking. Sarah took each step as carefully as she could in her heels whilst holding the ban...