On a warm May evening, I jumped out of a taxi on the station square and rushed to the platform. Our train was leaving in ten minutes. Having managed to buy cigarettes on the way, I grabbed Lena, who was waiting for me near the carriage, by the hand and we tumbled into the compartment, plopping down on the seats. The train departed. There was no one else in the compartment except us and we were glad of this circumstance.
Slowing down next to a seemingly very good looking sexy girl - Get in, I'll give you a ride, doll. - I open the window and start a conversation. “Thank you, I’ll get there myself,” she replied. “Your legs aren’t for walking,” I argue with her.
As has been said in previous stories with E, we really like love games that put one of us in a dominant role and the other simply obeying his desires. It was my turn and all day I was thinking about how I would set up our game for the night. In the evening we had arranged a date after a long time and the desire was great.