ElectricBlue
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Meet Me on the Five-Thirty Train
For those who are following my Emma and Bobbie series, this new one is, to all intents and purposes, about Bobbie, but a Bobbie with a twist.
To avoid too much confusion, she's Frankie in this story. She meets my ever reliable character, Adam, who appears to be somewhere on an assignment, because he's not in his usual city.
The story compresses what would normally take place over several months into about a week, but it's short (only 5500 words), so there's no point dragging things out. It's probably a stroker of sorts, I don't know.
For those who are following my Emma and Bobbie series, this new one is, to all intents and purposes, about Bobbie, but a Bobbie with a twist.
To avoid too much confusion, she's Frankie in this story. She meets my ever reliable character, Adam, who appears to be somewhere on an assignment, because he's not in his usual city.
The story compresses what would normally take place over several months into about a week, but it's short (only 5500 words), so there's no point dragging things out. It's probably a stroker of sorts, I don't know.
I looked down at her and saw, for a not very tall woman, she had long limbs, even if the baggy jeans tried to hide them. "We can share it," I replied.
Instead, she pressed up against my thigh. "Why bother?" she said, as the train began to move. And she repeated the ballet stance, left foot left, right foot right, my thigh in between her thighs. Her legs were long, and I could feel the press of her crotch against my upper thigh. Her flesh was separated from my flesh by layers of clothes, but I could feel her heat pushing against me.
She looked up at me. "Can I trust you?"
"To do what?"
"To not let me go."