Trans-continental Train (Open)

[soulchump]

Antonio "Tony" Possiamo

OOC:
Woo hooo!! Man, you leave town for a couple days and the orgasm count in this joint jumps from zero to EIGHT!! Great work!! . . . and though I do NY . . . it's good to be back.

IC:
Returning to my sleeping berth, I begin to remove my clothes, and in the silence all I can hear is the song in my mind . . . Madama & DiStefano singing to each other words I'd rather not hear right now:

Guarda: dorme ogni cosa. ----| Look, everything sleeps.
Ah! vien! Ah! Vieni, vieni! ----| Oh come! Come to me!
Ah! vien, ah! Vien, sei mia! --| Oh come! Come, you are mine!
Ah! vien! Ride il ciel! --------| Oh come! Like the heavens
Ah! Dolce notte! ------------| on this sweet night
Tutto estatico d'amor -------| make everything ecstatic with love!
Ride il ciel! ------------------| Like the heavens!

Do they have to sing that one? As if I don't want her to come to me while everyone's asleep! As I if don't want to go to her, hiding my broken vow in the anonymity of sweet tenebrae.

Just then I stop mid-motion when I hear something. Listening, I become aware that everyone is not sleeping. I can hear a variety of sounds, some more muffled and distant, throughout the sleeping car . . . I slink up onto the bed, getting as close to the wall as I can to hear the nearest sound . . . . . it's what I thought . . . . . . . . damn, can I have my song back? This is worse!! Now I have to listen to people doing what I can't! And it sounds like it's going really well, too!!
"Oh Fuck!," I mumble (in unison with the woman crying out across the hall, if I heard right . . . )

As I settle into bed and begin to take off the rest of my clothes, I realize I'm getting aroused . . . it's the listening . . . the voyeuristic pleasure of knowing that it's so close . . . I close my eyes, and my nurse is standing before me with her white button-down hanging loosely open, dangling right at the v-point of her panties, teasing my sight lines with every motion. Tony, do you really think she'll show up for breakfast tomorrow?

Argh!! My eyes fly open. This is torture!! If I dream about her tonight, then fine. But I am not going to sit here with a hard-on doubting myself and imagining all that I should be doing to her right now, only to feel more regret.

I pull the sheets up to my neck, breathe deeply, settle in, and allow myself to drift. As I fade in and out, my only thought is of the connecton she and I had made . . . it WAS real . . . I felt it, and I can still feel it . . . and my confidence in that shared experience returns . . . and with it comes my contentment . . . and with that comes a little grin . . . hmmm . . . can I convince my mind to let me dream of her? maybe then I won't have to wait until tomorrow . . .

 

[gaigirl]

Lucia

OOC: Somebody needs to be knocking on my door!!! Doesn't anyone have to take a break for a drink of water or anything!?!

IC: Lucia climbed out of bed and went to the door without bothering to cover her rumpled nightgown.
"Yes?" she said, through the closed door.

 

[sweetlilmandy]

Madeline DuBois

Madeline used her fingers to spread Kelly's lips apart. She let her tongue drag up and down the length of her slit, licking all of her delicious juices up.

"Mmmm God you taste so good..." Madeline found Kelly's clit with her tongue and began teasing it. She flicked it several times with her tongue before pulling it into her mouth and sucking. She felt Kelly's hips start to buck against her mouth.

Madeline used one of her hands to stick her middle finger into Kelly's awaiting hole. She moved her finger in and out in rhythm with her sucking and licking. She looked up to see Kelly's eyes closed, her moaning increasing with every lick.

Madeline inserted another finger and then began moving her tongue faster and faster on Kelly's clit. She wanted her to cum all over her lips and tongue. Madeline's teddy was soaked in her own juice by now. She was desperate to get off.

"Ohh god Kelly, you're so hot...I want you to cum so I can lick you clean.." Madeline was thrusting her fingers in and out of Kelly in time to her sucking on her clit.

 

[amon_darknight]

Sky

He knocked on Lucia's door, with her image in his head. He thought she was gorgeous. He waited for her to open her door and he heard her say "who is it" and Sky replies "Its me Sky, i just wanted to talk" He had a breakfast date with her in the morning, that would be fun. Sky could feel his eager cock growing with alll the sounds of sex in the air.

 

[gaigirl]

Lucia

"Who is it?", Lucia tentatively asked.

"It's me, Sky." came the answer. "I just wanted to talk."

Lucia struggled with the lock, and after some fumbling, opened the door. "I'm glad you came back. I haven't been able to sleep. Please come in. Pardon my attire; it seems that I forgot to pack a robe. Sit down", she said, gesturing to the berth.

Sky entered the small room and looked around at the surroundings. "Wow, your room is a lot smaller than mine." he said.

"Yes, I didn't know well enough to reserve the deluxe rooms that have private bathrooms. Next time..." Lucia replied, trying to push back her shyness, and pretend it was not at all unusual to be entertaining a handsome stranger in her nightgown in the middle of the night.

"Will there be a next time?" Sky teased.

"I guess that kind of depends on how this time goes." Lucia offered.

"I was excited about talking with you tomorrow, and since I couldn't sleep, I thought maybe we could start now." Sky began. "I felt kind of lonely, because of all the coupling that happened in the dining car this evening. As I was going back to my room after I ran into you in the corridor, I think I heard at least three different variations of lovemaking themes."

Lucia laughed. "Sit down. I like the way you speak in musical terms. I relate well to music. I see that you often listen to CD's. What kind of music do you like?"

"Right now, the music I like best is coming from within. Do you know that I have not been able to get my mind off of you since I saw you? You are way too sexy to be wandering the halls in just that", said Sky, as he reached across and slowly peeled the strap of Lucia's nightgown down off her shoulder."

A wave of sexual current washed over Lucia. She wondered when, if, or how she should tell Sky that she had never been this close to a man in such skimpy attire in her life. Lucia wanted to feel that she was attractive and desirable, but now that she had the proof she had been waiting for, and this gorgeous man was looking at her with his full attention, she didn't know what to do next. She reached across he body to the other shoulder, and slowly pulled the other strap of her nightgown down her arm, looking to Sky to make the next move.

 

[Felicia4411]

Kelly

OCC: That's a good point Lucia. I think the train is full of water haters or something, sorry.

IC: As Madeline began to suck and lick my clit my moans became twice as loud. She began fingering me while she licked and I started moving my hips in motion. "Oh God Madeline, I love the way your tounge feels on my clit. Please don't stop, make me cum."
Madeline inserted another finger into my pussy and began licking and fingering me harder. I felt the walls of my pussy start to tighten and knew I was on the edge of cumming. She finished me off as she said, "Ohh god Kelly, you're so hot...I want you to cum so I can lick you clean.."
I felt the juices pour out of my cunt as I moaned. Madeline continued to lick as the pleasure ran through my body.
"That felt so good Madeline but now it's my turn." I said as I pulled her onto the bed next to me. I slipped her teddy off and began sucking her nipples. I slowly moved my finger over the lips of her cunt, feeling the wetness. She began to moan as I started to rub her clit. I sucked harder on her nipple while I rubbed. Her moans increased and I knew she was close. I lifted my head up and moved my hand up to her breasts. I started pinching her other nipple, "I see you're already wet so I'm going to go straight to what I've been wanting to do all night." I said and got down on my knees and stuck my tounge inside her. I had been thinking about tasting her for days now and was overcome by how good it was. I started flicking my tounge over her sensitive clit and massaged her ass with my hand. I went from slow to fast and back trying to make her last. I glanced up at her and saw that one of her hands was playing with her tits. Her moans became louder and I started licking faster, waiting to taste her cum.

 

[Don/Deb]

Debbie

Lying in my bed.....my panties down around my thighs......my fingers sticky still from my self induced orgasm....The motion of the train.....my thoughts of Tony touching me and not my own fingers....the low sounds of others arousal.....It did not take very long for me to cum.....
Slipping my panties back up.....pulling the sheet up to my neck....closing my eyes....I can hear others walking past my door.....wishing one was a knock.....Tony asking if we could talk.....but he has no idea where my bert is...
I drift off into a deep sleep......my dreams working over time....thoughts of Tony kissing me deeply....his long fingers moving across my body....slipping my clothing off......massaging my breasts....sucking my nipples.....rubbing my thighs....my slit....my clit...his touch bringing me to a orgasm..........
I wake up.....sweaty.....I have kicked the sheet off me......my nipples erect....my thighs damp.......It is still dark out.......not time yet.....closing my eyes again.....again falling asleep.......
My eyes open again.....light coming in the window....checking the time..it is 5:45AM.....I can not sleep anymore....
Jumping out of bed......All I can hear now is the train.....and the smell of coffee.....I find my robe.....a half robe.......it covers just to my mid thighs.....I open my door...head down the hall.....into the washroom.......I take a quick very hot shower.....
Running the brush through my hair.....brushing it to its full lenght...about mid back....I am not big on make up.....I do put a little on....my favorite eye shadow....one that highlights my blue eyes.....I was once told by an old boyfriend he could get lost looking into my eyes.....and when I smiled it lite up the room......that was the nicest thing any one ever said to me......I do not think they are so great.....
Pulling my hair into a long ponytail......going through my suitcase.....pulling out my favorite red silk bra and panties.......Then a sun dress I really like.....the front is a square cut....low enough to get the imagination going.....It is a light flowery print.....it comes down to my mid thigh.......I slip into my sandals.....I think I am ready.......I hope he is there..........
Walking through the cars.....trying to keep my excitment down....but my heart is beating faster then normal......I come into the open air car......walk up the few steps......there are not many here yet......I stop and look around......Hoping to spot Antonio......

 

[sweetlilmandy]

Madeline DuBois

Madeline finished licking Kelly clean and then was pulled up onto the bed.

"That felt so good Madeline but now it's my turn." Kelly pulled her teddy off and started sucking her tits. "Mmmm..." Madeline groaned with pleasure. Kelly's fingers began rubbing her clit faster and slower. Madeline was sure she was going to cum any second.

"I see you're already wet so I'm going to go straight to what I've been wanting to do all night." Kelly said, starting to get onto her knees beside the bed. Madeline helped guide Kelly's head to her soaking pussy.

"ooooO yes Kelly...uhhhhh" Madeline head tilted back and her hand went instinctively to her nipple, pulling and rubbing it. Kelly's tongue was like magic, moving from place to place, sucking and licking all the right areas. " MMMmmm you're so good....I'm going to cum....ooooh" Madeline's voice bounced off the thin walls of the room. She felt her body spasm with the intense orgasm. Her body grew limp and she just basked in the after-glow as Kelly licked her clean.

Madeline pulled her up next to her on the bed, giving Kelly a long passionate kiss. She could taste herself on Kelly's tongue. "Mmmmm...that was wonderful love." She layed back onto the pillows, pulling Kelly with her.Their breasts were heaving together as their eyes slowly closed. Arms and legs entwined, they fell asleep together, naked and satisfied....for now...

 

[soulchump]

Antonio Possiamo

OOC:
May the recollection of hatred in action today be a reminder of the calling to peace and tolerance. Heroes are borne not only out of violence, but also out of its wise resolution. Mindful of the economic and imperialistic crimes of our nation's past, let's set our own record straight before seeking dominance. . . . . see that soapbox sitting there? Yeah, that's mine. Let me just get that out of the way . . .

IC:
As luck, or sheer will power, would have it, I did dream of Debbie. She was in a bathrobe and I slipped my arms inside it to hold her as she came out of the shower we had found in the old servant's quarters behind a Tuscan villa. Leaving her robe on, I dropped to my knees immediately, and with my hands starting at the backs of her knees and moving up, I matched them with my lips on the front of her legs as the robe tickled my ears during my ascent. I began to tease along her inner thigh with my nibbling kisses . . . already I could smell her sweetness . . . that scent that turned me on by instinct, and that could not be denied as the signal of approaching pleasure . . . that smell of . . . "Breakfast" . . . . . WHAT?! . . . . I looked up at her blue eyes, unsure how to proceed, when she said it again, "Breakfast . . . I want you to eat me for Breakfast, but first let's have some fresh-squeezed OJ," and she just walked off like it was nothing, as the bells in the campanile began to signal the 6am praying of the Angelus. That's no campanile, dumbshit.

I open my reluctant eyes and shut off the annoying bell, resigned to the fact that the real thing would be far better than some stupid dream.

Knowing that I was only leaving the pleasure of sleep behind in order to enjoy a minimum of 3 others, a smile crept out. Since I can remember, I have held a firm belief, that there are 6 Pleasures in this life that make it worthwhile, and this premise has been a foundation for my contentment. They are:
1.-Food 2.-Music 3.-Showers 4.-Travel 5.-Sex 6.-Sleep
I greeted the day by dropping my boxers and heading for the Kick-Off Pleasure of the Day: the Shower.

Once clean, I threw on my collar-less tan linen shirt and a baggy pair of jeans, stepped through one spray of a mild essence into my ever-present sandals, then nearly pounced into the hall and hung a left hoping to find (at least) 2 more of those elusive Pleasures (ahem . . . that's Food and Travel . . . it is a train . . . .)

Arriving at the open car, the air was only a fraction as refreshing as the sight of her . . . God, I love sundresses!! And there she was, reading my mind again, putting me at ease, making me want her by wearing a fantastic one that made me want to skip the hello and go straight for . . . well, why don't I? . . . smiling from ear to ear, I approach you silently and lean in to give a greeting kiss on your cheek, and I stay there only a moment before proceeding to that neck that your sundress and ponytail have conspired to make even more desirable than it had been hiding behind a collar. Two part-lipped kisses there, and the blood begins to rise in me. I know I should retreat, but I just want to stay right here . . . so I do . . . breathing you in, my hand on your opposite cheek as my lips rest on that killer curve from neck to shoulder. I turn my head slowly inward to smell your clean hair . . . and linger there . . . breathing on your neck . . . Relax, Cassanova. She's going to think you're weird . . . OK, weirder than you are.

I step back to look at you with an impish grin of pleasure, saying, "Buon Giorno, cara mia. I'm glad to see you here." As if your presence isn't assurance enough of our on-going connection, you smile back up at me . . . Mmmmm.

Sitting, across from you, I wonder about your night and ask, "How did you sleep?"

 

[Sharp Rarely Flat]

Rodolpho "Rudy"

OCC:
Hope it isn't too late in the journey to jump aboard... let me know if I am not wanted, and I will exit at the next stop.

INFO:
AGE 41
HEIGHT 6' 4"
LOOKS: feedback from others indicates I am handsome and presentable, physically fit, blue eyes, wavy blonde hair worn longish.
OCCUPATION: I am a high school music teacher, who loves opera, and entertains notions of becoming recognized some day for my talents.
VOCATION: Chasing Lucia

IC:

I got on the train in Washington DC and collapsed into my berth and fell into a deep and dreamless sleep. Getting to the train was a nightmare, with all the things that went wrong yesterday while I was packing and saying goodbye to the wife and kids. This morning I feel great. Foor a while real life is behind me. I am traveling to the west coast for a music teacher's convention, and am looking forward to the way my soul and my ideas will be refreshed by the influence of the other attendees at the conference. I decided to take the train to ease gradually into learning mode. I hope to do some practising during the journey, and learn some new music as well as concentrating on opening my mind to new things so that i will be ready to take back many things from the conference. But now, I am starving. I'm going to the dining car this very second for breakfast... well, maybe I will get dressed first.

"Oh what a beautiful morning.... Oh what a beautiful day," Rudy hummed the song from Oklahoma! to himself as he walked through the train to the dining car to find some nurishment.

"Wow! There's an outdoor car! and lots of open tables. The sun is shining, and it is great to be alive. I'm going to enjoy every minute of this trip", Rudy thought to himself.

Rudy settled himself at a table, and opened the menu that the waiter had brought him. He thought about what to eat, confident that nothing could go wrong for him on this perfectly beautiful sunny day. As he looked out on the passing landscape, the lines from La Traviata came to his mind and he couldn't help but sing them aloud. There is nothing like Verdi to get the day going!

"A que l'amor que l'amor che e palpito
del l'universo, dell'universo intero
misterioso, misterioso altero
croce, croce delizia croce delizia delizia alcor"

(It's love that moves the spheres and shines in the pure skies by human tears reflecting rapture and torment, pain and desire.)

Rudy took a moment to mentally list his own desires. This trip would be the prefect opportunity to expand the limits of his dull marriage. Maybe there would be a beautiful sexy soprano to sing the next lines of the Traviata aria...

 

[gaigirl]

OOC

I'm flattered-- never been anyone's vocation-- that I know of-- Welcome SRF (What else would you expect L to say!)

Gg

 

[superg]

Frank

Pounding her harder and harder I could see Brianna was about to reach another climax. I bent over and caught her hard nipple in my mouth, sucking and tugging on it. Brianna pulling me closer while I thrusted deeper inside her....

"Mmmm.....oh Frank!!......" I heard her cries of extasy. Her tight pussy milking my cock.

"OH Yeah!! Yes! MMMMMMMM" I came deep inside her. A feeling oh so good. I pulled out of her and buried my face deep into her cleavage.

"Brianna you are so good to me."

 

[H'venlee]

Brianna

I feel him let go, pressing hard into me. It is then I feel my body go over. The passion floods me, my body shaking. My walls contracting around his throbbing cock, as he floods me, our juices mixing.

My head is spinning, my body sensative. His touch inside me sending me to higher plains. Moaning, whimpering, purring as I feel him oull out of me. A small trickle of juices runs down my backside, feeling warm as it slides down.

He buries his face in my breast, nuzzling me. I smile, brushing at his hair, feeling at ease with a man I don't even really know.

Suddenly, it hits me. I don't really know him.

 

[Don/Deb]

Debbie

OCC: It has been a long draining day today.......almost as it was one year ago.....Memories that took a while to settle came out full today again.......
I am a member of an EMS Sqaud that works hand in hand with the local fire department of which I am also a part time member.
Today we remembered those 343 members of the NYFD that gave their lives......of the 28 NYPD members......23 members of the transit police......and all those who lives were cut short last year.
I cried for them.......I cried each time I heard another story......I cried each time they talked about the fire fighters.....It took a long time to let those memories settle but not forgotten.
We attended 3 memorials today.....the elementray school.....the town hall....and tonight at the church.....Each time the bag pipes played I again cried.....but was proud to be a member of a great brotherhood.....
We should never forget what happened....We should never forget the lives lost......we should also not forget some thing that is not mentioned to often......the estimated 10 to 15,000 others the emergency personal helped to safety.

I just needed to say this...........
I will continue tomorrow with the tread

 

[amon_darknight]

Sky

He starts to kiss Lucia passionately, his arms wrap around her body and stroke her back. He leans her down and kisses her deep with his toungue carressing yours. "you smell so good and you are so beautiful" He kisses you again this time his hands traviling to your nice firm breasts. "If you want me to stop than just tell me to"

 

[Don/Deb]

Re: Debbie

Standing only a few feet from the steps....looking around the open car....my eyes move from table to table....My excitment turning to disapointment....As I do not see Antonio....An empty feeling in the pit of my stomach.....
I turn around.....my eyes grow wide.....my excitment returns....a smile takes over my face.....Tony in a tan linen shirt with no collar....lose fitting jeans and sandals.....and a fantastic smile is just coming up the steps....
I was waiting for you to take my hand and kiss it again.....but I knew I wanted more......This time you walk right up to me.....your hand touching the side of my face....my eyes fixed on yours....you lean forward some....your lips touching my other cheek...they linger there for a moment....All I could do was stand ther.....then your lips moved to my neck.....right at the curve of my shoulder .....the feel of your lips...your warm breath....my eyes closed some....enjoying the sensation.....a warm electric feeling through out my body......taking in your scent with each breath.....your other hand gently stroking my hair.....I was lost in the moment....My hand moved to your shoulder.....
You step back some.....with your ever present smile.....you say "I am glad to see you here".....My eyes still fixed on yours....I could feel the flush in my face...my words hardly came out of my mouth...." I am glad to see you also"
You lead the way to a table covered with the early morning sun....you pull the seat out for me....making sure I am comfortable....." Thank You".......You take the seat across from me.....my eyes never leave you...watching every move.......
You ask....." How did you sleep?".......
" I slept very well once I did fall asleep.......I had a wonderful dream".........thinking to myself........only if he knew what my dream was and how I feel asleep.......The sunlight flowing over me.....warming up the cool morning air....warming me up.....or was it the thoughts of how I feel asleep and my dream that was warming me up.......
I return the question to you......" And how did you sleep?"

 

[superg]

OOC: I'll be taking a little hyatus for the next couple of days. So you'll have to have your meals served by a nameless waiter. Just consider it my "day off"

 

[soulchump]

Tony Possiamo

"How did I sleep? . . . uh . . . it was good in the middle. The beginning and the end were a bit bumpy."

I wonder if you know what I mean, but my wonder wanders when I see you nodding and smiling back. "Looks like we had a similar night," I add with a grin.

My eyes can't hold your gaze, so they drop to the sun on your shoulder . . . I want that strap in my teeth. Then a server approaches, serves us glasses of ice water, and asks what she can bring from the menu. I defer to you to make your decision, and follow it by ordering a fresh-squeezed OJ (at your dream self's suggestion) and a small bowl of fresh raspberries with some cream.

Whether for comfort, or out of fidgety-excitement, I cross my legs and my foot nudges into your calf. "If that was your leg . . . " my foot checks again . . . "or is that the table? . . . " then I feel the curve of your ankle. "Oh . . . uh . . . definitely you. Sorry." As I excuse myself, I reach out for the hand you have resting on the table, and squeeze it in apology. This was the hand that touched me in the shower this morning . . . your hand. Seeing the look on your face right now brings images of that shower to my mind, and my cock pulses at the possibilities. I hope that thought only crossed my mind, and not my face.

The train jerks as it starts to slow, and the water in my glass goes spilling into my lap. I catch the glass, but not the ice, and the cold shower that I needed earlier comes a few minutes too late. You and I are laughing together as I dry it off as much as possible with the napkins. That twinkle that you always have in your eye leaves me free to be turned on by all that's happening . . . it takes my embarrassment and throws it out the open windows. Looking out those windows, I distract your attention from my cold, wet jeans by mentioning, "Looks like we're coming into Cincinnatti." Or at least I am, if I keep rubbing these jeans dry. Fortunately you look up to see the beginnings of the suburbs as I tuck and shift a bit, trying to hide what's going on . . . and that sundress isn't helping one bit. God, you look fantastic!!

The waitress enters at the far end of the car. "Ah, it looks like our food is coming too . . . I mean, it's here." I throw my napkin across my lap so the server can't see either of my problems, and she arrives with our breakfast . . .

 

[Don/Deb]

Re: Debbie

As the words leave my lips....." and how did you sleep"... My eyes fixed on your eyes and face....It must be my training to pick up body language.....You hesitate a little with your answer....thinking of the right words to use...."...good in the middle.....the beginning and end were a bit bumpy".....I just have to laugh a bit at your responce.....some how under standing what you meant......You continue by saying...." sounds like we had a similar night".....Wondering to myself....." did he have a dream like I did?.....did he dream of another exotic lady he may know?"....It is not my nature...but my mouth moved faster then my brain....I blurt out....." What did you dream about?".....As I spoke the last words I could feel a flush over take my face.......

Your eyes leave mine for a minute.....I can see your gaze move down.....the sun shining on both of us....first wondering what your thoughts are.....your smile giving you away some.....in the brief silence my eyes take you in more.....your smile....your face....your linen shirt with the top of your chest just showing....a thought of my face resting there......The moment is broken by the waitress....

" Good Morning".....she says....." What can I get you this fine morning"......as she pours our water.....You let me order first......." I will start with OJ....and coffee....and a small order of Belgium Waffels".....Looking back your way I say " I know I souldn't......but I love the strawberries and whipped cream"...with a broad smile on my face...You smile back at me.....then up at the waitress....who is rather attractive.....you order your OJ and raspberries and cream....She smiles back at both of us....." I will be back shortly with your breakfest"

We both shift in our seats.....as you do your foot rubs up against my leg......I wonder..."was that an accident".....With a slight look of concern on your face you ask " Was that your leg?".....You foot again rubs along my leg.....this was not an accident....but I don't pull it away.....I enjoy the feeling it sends through me.....Your hand touches mine while you say" No...definitly you...Sorry"....but it lingers there a bit.....your warm hand holding mine.....your face revealing you are thinking of some thing.....As I am.....the thought of your leg on mine.....your hand not on my hand but rubbing my whole body.....your fingers again where my own fingers were last night before I fell asleep....I respond...." That is alright....don't be sorry....I am glad you can tell it is me and not the table"....again letting a slight laugh out.....my foot also moving up the calf of your leg......

Again I am snapped back to reality......the train straining to come to a stop....the water in our glasses rolling out of the top......I reach to hold my glass....yours leans my way at first.....then shifts into your direction....almost in slow motion the glass falls to the table....you catch it..but to late....the water and ice fly through the air....flowing down the table into your lap.....You jump up at first....the water turning you jeans a dark blue....we are both laughing.....you grab your napkin....trying to soak up the water.....you sit back down quickley.....patting the napkin in your lap....I move from my seat....with my napkin.....again my training takes over.....I walk to your side...with out thinking I pat the napkin on your upper thigh.....trying to soak the water up....Then it hits me what I am doing.....again I feel a flush invades my body...Moving the napkin from your lap to the table.....soaking up the excess water.... We are still laughing some....as I return to my seat.....for some reason saying..." I am sorry"....not sorry for what I just did....sorry that you are all wet.....
Again my mind drifts.....some thing about seeing some one in wet clothing.....the water....the feel of it...the look of it.....I have always liked being wet....seeing you wet just sent a surge of warmth through me.....I picture you and me.....the water flowing over us....our clothing clinging to our bodies..our skin shining from the water......
The waitress brings me back again.......Serving our food......your napkin in your lap....trying to hide the evidence.....she sees the wet table.....saying how sorry she was for what happened......We both assure her that every thing was ok......your face still lite up with a laugh and smile......
I take a sip of my OJ......and then my coffee......Looking at you as you fidget trying to get comfortable....I smile again asking...." Are you OK.....still a little wet?".....You smile back at me.....your eyes watching, as I take my napkin and tuck it in the front of my dress....with a laugh again I tell you...." Some how I always seem to drop some thing while I eat"....again we both chuckle.....I take a few bites of my waffel.....Then sure enough....a glob of whipped cream slides off my fork.....slipping down my chin.....landing on my chest....The warmth of my body turns the cream watery right away....some of it sliding to the top of my dress....right down the middle to where my breasts form the slight bit of cleavage showing.....Now it is my turn to be embarrassed.....Again I turn red....He must think I am a real jerk....grabbing my napkin....patting my chest....trying to keep the cream from flowing any further down my body....cleaning my chin....with an embarrassed laugh I say..." We make a hell of a team".....Wanting to be any where but here right now, so you would not see what a klutz I was......I notice you grabbing your napkin....leaning forward......"was he going to touch me again....not there.....yes there"....my mind wondering off again....

 

[Felicia4411]

Kelly

I wake up to the noise of people walking past our berth. I look over at the clock and see it's only 8:30. I feel Madeline's arm against my back and I instantly start thinking about last night. Mmm, what a great way to start a trip. Being an early riser I knew I'd never get back to sleep so I decide to get up and go check out the dining car. I slip into my white shorts and a little red tank top and quietly leave, not wanting to wake Madeline. As I get into the dining car I see that only two people are there. A nice looking man with dark hair and a women a little taller than me with beautiful long blond hair. They're both laughing about something and I notice how at ease they are with each other. I sit down a couple of tables away and order a coffee and an orange juice. I pull out the book I brought along and start to read wondering who and what the day will bring.

 

[Don/Deb]

OOC:...I am not sure about the others but I hope we have not lost the Shea and Johann charactors.....they made for great reading.....I was also hoping we could interact our four charactors some time down the line....*S*

 

[Felicia4411]

OCC: Don/Deb, I agree about interacting our characters. That's why I had "Kelly" go into the dining room, especially since I hadn't met any of the others yet. I also hope Shea and Johann continue...not sure if they will though I'm sad to say, last I heard Johann told me he thought they'd be leaving so they will be missed

 

[soulchump]

Tony Possiamo

OOC:
Shea and Johann have left due to an unfortunate misunderstanding in another thread. They will be missed (though would have had to talk them out of that berth . . . between those drawings and room service, I didn't picture them ever leaving bed!! )

IC:
There were two reasons I'd ordered raspberries and cream. The first is that they make me happy due to good memories from childhood. The second is that I'd seen a film not too long ago that had a person eating them by putting a berry on the tip of each finger like a thimble, and then eating them from there, and it made me want to do it. So here I am, laughing at myself because I've got wet pants and fingertips with raspberries on them, when I look up to see a dollop of whipped cream drop right in the middle of your chest.

I forget everything but that whipped cream. Oh god . . . the sexual tension among the bursts of laughter is amazing. If I could just be that whipped cream right now! The softness and scent of your skin . . . the view from there . . . . mmmmmm. The cream begins to liquefy quickly, and starts running toward the low neckline of that fantastic sundress, and as you recover from your laughter and go to clean it up, my reflexes reach to stop it from getting down to your dress. I stop just before squishing 4 or 5 raspberries into your dress. We make eye contact and we laugh about the close call of a third kind, and you say, "What a team we make." My other hand grabs for my half-wet napkin so I can offer help, but my smile and my eyes drop a bit and I become aware of the position of my first "helping hand" . . . I slowly . . . deliberately . . . lift it higher until it is unmistakable that I am offering you a raspberry to go with the cream . . . . my eyes are begging you to eat as many as you like straight off my fingers.

Refexively, trying to pull you closer somehow, my right foot kicks off its sandal, and hooks in behind your knee pulling gently inward . . . I can't actually slide you closer, but the increased surface area of our contact shows my insistence . . . something more aggressive, more animalistic is rising inside me . . . it has come down to one thing all of a sudden . . . . I want you. I want you, and I'm not sure how long I can keep up the decorum of social convention.

Just then social convention rears its head, when another guest comes in and passes our table. Suddenly, I try to laugh through my desire . . . I unhook the leg . . . but I leave the offering of berries there for fun. The passerby makes eye contact, when I check to see if she's watching our odd ritual. I had not seen this woman in the dining car last night. She feels like a stranger. As she passes, I can't help but think how her clothing matches your breakfast . . . . breakfast . . . . the dream comes back to me . . . . I want you to eat me for breakfast . . . . and at that moment you say, "We got distracted . . . you were going to tell me what you dreamt about . . . ?"

Caught.

I can't lie. My blushing would only betray me. I can't tell the whole truth. Saying the words out loud would have me crawling under the tablecloth to act it out. Looking at my out-stretched hand, and back up at you to see how you are going to respond, I simply say, "Breakfast. You, and breakfast."

 

[gaigirl]

Lucia

Lucia walked into the dining car with a spring in her step, wearing a dress that invited looks. She knew she was too early to meet Sky, but didn't mind. There were people scattered here and there, and she looked for a table that afforded a good view of the other passengers. Today was the day she intended to make some friends, and she was determined to make eye contact that would lead to introductions and conversation.

As she headed to an empty table in a corner that afforded a good view of the entire outdoor seating area, she noticed a very pretty girl in white shorts, reading a book. "Today is a day for meeting people", Lucia thought. She started to walk over to the young woman to ask her about her book, then remembered that sometimes people bring books to restaurants because they want to be alone. Lucia lost her sense of confidence, and decided to sit alone for a while, since Sky would be joining her soon.

As Lucia continued walking through the dining area, it struck her that by not approaching the young woman, she was allowing "Lucy" to stretch a shadow into the new identity she had chosen as Lucia. "Well, it would be strange to turn around and walk back, so I'll just wait for another opportunity, and I won't panic next time", Lucia assured herself.

Lucia settled into the chair at the small table in the corner, and looked around again, smiling at the only people she recognized. "I saw them at dinner last night", she remembered. The man was the one who had been studying the English book yesterday when the train left New York. Now, he was obviously not in need of words. As Lucia approached the couple, Lucia imagined that he saw her looking at him. A split second later, he resumed the intimate conversation with his companion, the beautiful blonde. When his attention returned to the woman seated across from him, Lucia felt a wave of disappointment, and heard "Lucy's" voice."See? Just because you lost weight doesn't make you attractive, and just because you spent the night with Sky doesn't make you sexy". Lucia pushed the negative voice away, and watched the couple. When the man leaned in toward the blonde woman and offered his lady raspberries off the tips of his fingers, Lucia's smile deepened. She felt as if she were a voyeur, and their foreplay thrilled her.

"Lucky girl", Lucia thought. "They seem suited for one another."

Lucia looked around to see who else was having breakfast. She shifted the position in her chair, crossing her legs to try to maintain the sexual buzz that lingered from last night with Sky, which had been renewed when she witnessed the raspberry scene. Lucia saw him at the same time she heard him. He was softly but clearly singing the Violetta aria from Traviata. Without stopping to think about it, she sang along with him.

Sentia che amore, che amore e il palpito
dell universo, dell universso intero
Misterioso, misterioso altero. croce, croce e delizia, croce e delizia, delizia al cor!

"Rapture and torment, pain and desire" summarized Lucia's feelings exactly. Lucia hadn't seen the man before, but she knew to the core of her soul that she had to meet him. She checked her watch. There were still ten minutes before Sky was due. A magnetic force outside herself pulled her out of her chair, and she slowly walked over to his table, her eyes locked on his.

"Good morning. You have a beautiful voice. My name is Lucia", she said with a serene smile that belied the double-time beating of her heart.

"I'm Rudy", he said, standing and offering his hand. "And I am very glad to meet you. Your voice is like an angel's prayer. Join me for breakfast?"

"I wish I could, but a friend is joining me", Lucia replied, surprised at the genuine regret that came out in her voice. She liked Sky, but...

"Blow him off", said Rudy. "I want to sing with you, and I don't know any trios."

Lucia laughed. "How about if I sit and chat with you until he gets here, and then maybe you and I can get together later?", she offered. She had no intention of letting this one slip away. "Tell me about yourself. Are you a singer?"

"Not really, or not yet, anyway, but I am a music teacher, and I'd love to think I could make it as a pro. I'm going to LA for the Music Educators' National Convention. Where are you going?" Rudy asked.

"I'm going to LA also. I am going to study with Signora Bartoli. Have you heard of her?" Lucia responded.

"Have I heard of her? She is the best coach in America."

"Yes, I am very lucky that she agreed to work with me. I am preparing for an audition with the Chicago Lyric Opera, and my former teacher pulled several strings and called in some favors to give me this chance."

Lucia and Rudy continued their animated chatter until a shadow fell upon their table. It was Sky.

 

[whatsinanameuk]

I hate falling asleep on the train, not bad on a plane 'cause you're less exposed, but on a train everyone can see you. It's not the sleeping that bothers me, it's waking up with a huge bulge in my pants and thinking everyone's staring at it. But I'm totally exhasuted and jet lagged after the flight over here, I just need a power snooze and I'll be right as rain . ..