It was an autumn evening and Katya walked along the train platform to the end; Mark was waiting for her. She smiled when she saw him and kissed his lips softly, looking into his eyes. He wrapped his arms around her waist clothed in a white silk shirt as she ran her hands round, inside his suit jacket. "How was your day gorgeous?" "Better for seeing you! I'...
Authors note: My apologies for the delay in this and the rest of the story, it has been a long time coming for sure so long a lot of you have probably given up hope of it ever coming. I actually wrote this and the next two chapter's right after it seemed popular that I continue the story, but I hit a wall trying to write the ending then walked away from writ...
I boarded the morning train to the city. It was just past peak commute hours but all the seats were still full and I veered left toward the end of the aisle, turned to face the door, and grabbed a hand loop from the ceiling to steady myself during the ride. As I looked around me I could see the length of the car with the expected crowd of commuters in busine...
After a hard days shopping with a friend and a few glasses of wine to unwind I board the train home. A bit tipsy, we're laughing, and chatting, examining our purchases. It's quite late, but the trains quite busy, we see two free seats and sit down. You look up over your newspaper as we take our seats. You smile to yourself listening to us discussing our upc...
I've spent the last two weeks traveling around Italy, soaking up the culture and learning to speak the language. Everything about Italy seems so sensual to me: the people, the food, the whole way of life. I hate to leave this country, but I've got to be in Zurich tomorrow morning in time to register for classes. That's the reason I'm in Europe, after all --...
Jane stood shivering on the platform. It was a cold Friday in November and her boss had asked her to stay behind and finish off the project she was working on, so she had missed her usual train. She glanced up at the clock on the platform. Only another 3 minutes until her train arrived. Sam had been sat on the platform for 20 minutes when the girl arrived....
Daydreams Into Reality That was one hell of a work week. I am so glad it's over. I can't wait to get home, shower and open a nice cold beer and do...nothing. It seems like it took forever to get from Monday to Friday. And all of the mindless meetings and inconsiderate assholes that were only too happy to pile on more work were no help either. Well, with any...
Yesterday I was killing time in the big, hustling, noisy, crowded city by visiting the Bangkok Arts and Culture Museum. Looking at the art, people watching, having lunch. As I was walking back to the sky train, an Asian woman, Japanese I thought to myself though I'm not a very good judge of that, stopped me on the sky walk asking if I could help her with dir...
He was travelling by train which was almost empty, trying to mentally distance himself from his job as an executive at an advertising agency that involved endless presentations, meetings, negotiations and deadlines. Initially it was a stroke of luck if he got to spend weekends with his friends but after a few drunken nights that too proved to be dreary. Bein...
This is the story of the wildest night of my life, a night I spent on an overnight train from Paris to Venice with two gorgeous women, one of whom I met for the first time that night. I was 22 at the time and in the middle of my post-graduation backpacking trip through Europe. I'd started out in the UK and eventually made my way down to Spain and Portugal be...