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He glanced at me and i smiled at him and opened the conversation with some small talk about how hot it was and how train timekeeping was getting worse... all the usual stuff. As i had suspected, he seemed surprised and glad that a young woman was willing to strike up a conversation with him. He was pleasant enough though a little on the flustered side... and he couldn't keep his eyes about from my breasts. Over the next few miles, i learnt that his name was Brian and that he still lived at home with his mother... better and better, i thought. i moved a little closer to him and, after getting over the shock, he rallied and kept talking. By now the man on the other side of the aisle and closed his eyes and was nodding so i took Brian's hand and placed it on my knee. His clammy skin was really rather disgusting but i kept smiling and talking. Not really believing his luck, Brian squeezed my knee reassuringly as he tried to find something to say which he felt might impress me. He didn't. She is always strong, and yet she is a scared little girl again. She slides her hand over his chest and cuddles there for a moment listening to his heart beating. It is fast, and slightly irregular. She kisses his neck and squeezes his sides a little to reassure him that everything is fine. Soon the kisses turn into soft bites, then a little more than soft. A small moan escapes his lips and she backs off a little. Her only job is to get him turned on, nothing more, he is supposed to take care of everything else. He took that as his cue to start. He has been ready to start for a while now, but he always enjoys a little play time with her. He runs his hand along the outside of his jeans not really touching anything, just telling anything that was in there to be ready for some fun, in any form. He felt her hands again, but this time they weren't bringing comfort, they were bringing a blindfold."why?" his puzzlement was merely an act, he knew why, he was just being a brat. The blindfold.
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