Theres time enough later to write fantasy fiction. It was 1984 , I was barely 17 and it was a summer day, yet pouring down rain. I was cruising arou...d town in my car when I saw the Yellow Hornet sitting in the park. It was Brian, a friend of mine, Id say he was about 22 back then. I hadnt talked to him in a while, my boyfriend at that time was a complete jerk and didnt like me talking to other guys, but he was out of state for the month. He thought that every other guy wanted to fuck my. Fred poured some coffee into a saucer, and had Nan hold it to Kelly`s lips, she drank thirstily, called Fred “an old bastard,” (which had him grinning and muttering “well I did tell you what to expect missy!”) and then she lay quietly watching the clock, as Nan gave Fred a blow job to distract him, that was obviously hard work. His old tool never twitched or hardened once, and it was a long job till suddenly it blew its load and filled Nan`s mouth. By now Nelson had cleaned up, he checked out. She was wearing mangal sutra and that made me clear that she is married. I then too was staring at her and she too was noticing but ignored me and everyone in the coach would try get at glimpse of her.As trained moved on few more people boarded the train and now it was packed and daily commuters packed the train and I got the chance to stand very near to her. My shoulder was touching her shoulder and I would rub on her. This was also felt by her and I was getting horny. I tried to touch her. I heard shuffling of feet coming to the door, and I could hear her sniffling softly. The door latch clicked and I knew she had unlocked it. I heard her shuffling back further into the room and then she said pitifully "Come in,"Opening the door, I stepped into the room slowly. Glancing around, I was lost in the moment of being in a dressing room for the first time, until I saw Eliza laying face down on the couch on the far end of the room. Her back was moving up and down sporadically, as she.