" I say licking the tears off her cheek. She tries to struggle out of my hold and fails. I squeeze her wrists tighter making her cry out in pain. "Ple...se Damien, stop. Please." She pleads with me. My smile fades as my erection grows as she begs. I stretch both hands above her head and hold her wrists with one hand while the other undoes my belt. I take it off and wrap it around her wrists, securing them together. I get off her and pick her up by her hair, causing her to cry out again. I drag. But the engineer fucked up somehow. The brakes should have engaged long before we hit whatever we hit. I'm sorry I couldn't warn you, it came too fast." It's ok," she said, "I know you woul-"A cough came from above and behind them.George looked and saw a line of people behind them."Are you two going to get up and get a room any time soon?" the man asked with a supercilious smile."Uh, sure." George said.With that, they got up, brushed themselves off, and continued to the dining car.Bob shook. He moved over to her across the wide seat and slipped his arm around her shoulders. He smelled like sweat and tobacco and hamburgers, and he seemed terrifyingly strong to Cindy. She began to panic. "Please, Mike," she said, "I'm not that kind of girl." You could be, if you tried," he said. "Come on, Cindy. Don't give me any trouble. I'm horny from all that driving, from being next to you. I need it. Just a quick lay -- what's it to you?"Cindy swallowed hard. She could see his point. He'd done. He could not see, but his steps never faltered. He knew where he was going. The mist parted like a theater curtain and he found himself in a cave. A woman reclined on a flat rock the size of a king size bed. She wore a flowing white gown of a translucent material, her full breasts all but visible in the plunging neckline. Her hips were wide, her legs long and her arms bare. Hair black as night framed a face in comfortable repose. He thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He.