The station had been boarded up and it looked to have been that way for quite some time. The few lights that were flickering above them seemed like th...y too would become as the old building, lost and forgotten.Laylah kicked a few stones about with her foot; she has enough of waiting around. It was getting cold and she really was not having a fun time."David... ?" Laylah turned and asked again, this time with a little inflection in her voice.David was gone. In the split second Laylah had turned. I sat on the window this time, and since the weather had changed, we had a blanket covering us. I saw the cities and farms pass through my window, not engaging in the conversation around me, too immersed in my thoughts. As soon as it grew dark, I felt Nathan's hand creeping under my t-shirt, pulling my bra up and fondling my boob. I sigh, enjoying the touch and I put my left hand on top of his jeans, looking for his dick, after all, two can play this game. We kept fondling each other in the. Over and over they cautiously probed her in this fashion, until the moans issuing from her mouth began to sound more like expressions of pleasure than of tension or misery. Breaking their kiss and lifting her head, she stared deep into Alejandro’s eyes and announced that she was ready for more. Both men readjusted their positions, anchoring themselves for more physical thrusts and then carefully ramping up the pace, driving into her gripping holes like a well-oiled machine gradually. Other times a travelling merchant would come through with some quaint wares for sale. Such was his extent of his knowledge of the outside world.It was simple, repetitive, at times boring – but there was something satisfying about this way of living. That day came however, when he would have to make a choice. His parents had told him about it for many years, but it felt as if he could have spent that much more time thinking about what it was that he should really do. Try to make it big in the.