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...
It was one of her favourite parts of the day. That small window of time that she was by herself. Work was finished and she was on the train headed home. Often she caught herself people watching, mostly while on the platform waiting for her connection. Making up stories in her mind of where they had been and where they were going, especially if she saw the sa...
The train, on leaving Great Salt Lake at Ogden, passed northward for an hour as far as Weber River, having completed nearly nine hundred miles from San Francisco. From this point it took an easterly direction towards the jagged Wahsatch Mountains. It was in the section included between this range and the Rocky Mountains that the American engineers found the...
The rhythm of the wheels' clickety-clack over the steel rail pervaded the atmosphere as the dinner car swayed gently back and forth. It was the evening and Jim looked out the window over the white tablecloth at the sparsely wooded fields of central Ohio. The sun bathed the landscape in a peach hue as it slipped behind the horizon in the west. He was on his w...
[Note: This story contains a trans man. He is not misgendered during the story but feminine words are used to describe his genitals. I understand that this can cause problems for some people and so I have added this warning.] Sam, the 19 year old college freshman, thought to himself in frustration, you are an idiot. The whole point of him swapping all his...
I sometimes don't know whether it really happened or whether it was a dream. The flashing lights of the tunnel walls as the subway train rockets past make the entire memory surreal. I am standing as usual, clutching the strap and swaying slightly to keep my balance. My fellow commuters stare blankly into space and I feel in the slack muscles of my face my ow...
Hi everybody, Thanks for your comments on my first story, I will try to improve my mistakes, Please note this stories are just my imaginations and we have never introduced any third person in our marital life. STORY My name is Khalid, Me and my wife had a very good experience of her having being played by a stranger in an adult theatre in Mumbai. After...
Train I was stood in a queue waiting to buy my train ticket at the station; I was going to see a friend down in London. I was glad that the train would be on time this times, the last time I went, it was late. Looking around to see how many people were in front of me, I noticed the guy in front. I sighed softly as I waited my turn glancing up and down his b...
DEAD You never know when, you never know where, and you never know how. You never know when, you never know where, and you never know how, but we all will die one day, some tragically, some unexpectedly, some peacefully, some prematurely, and some expectedly. It is inevitable. These are snippets of life and of death. Read on to realize what happened to o...
One minute passes. The subway train has still yet to arrive. Within the station, many people push forward, causing it to get even more crowded between the dirty concrete walls. It seems everyone wants to take the 8:30 train. Faye, a dark haired working class woman, stands between a pole and a few junkies. This was the last place she wanted to be. It was grit...