Normally the train is packed when I leave work, but at this afternoon hour I was easily able to find a seat amongst the groups of teenagers and school kids who usually make the subway their own domain before the after-work rush hits. I mean, we email every now and again, but yeah, it’s been years.”
“Wow, you must really be excited.”
“I am, it’ll be great to see her again. Then, after accumulating enough of her own juices on her lean digits, she removed them, spreading her fingers apart, the sticky fluids visibly stretching across the expanse. We constantly pushed and teased each other, exploring new places, positions, and ideas as frequently as we could. As much as I tried to act nonchalant and collected, I couldn’t get the carnal scene from earlier out of my head, the imprint of her unblinking, orgasmic eyes burned into my memory.
