At the first stop after he boarded, several of us climbed out for a cigarette. He wordlessly asked for one from me, and I handed it over, and we both ...hatted with other passengers. Some may consider it strange, but we never said a word to each other. Not a single word, aside from a whispered "sshh!" in my ear later on. No names were exchanged, no numbers. Nothing. Just a moment of heat. I don't remember how it all started, but I remember him touching my ankle, his thumb brushing against the. Once I told him that I wanted him to sleep with me on my berth when we were in train.He responded “Aaap bol dete. Mai so jata aapke sath”This showed that he is not at all offended with my talks. I was getting more and more direct with him now and he was enjoying all the attention. Now it was quite clear that I want him on my bed and he would not mind it.Although we never talked about it so straight forwardly but it was quite evident with the kind of chats we had on WhatsApp.Many a times he. " introductions. Many I had met before, but no one ever really paid attention at these things. It went as I had expected: the men checked me out and slowly looked me up and down with lust in their eyes, while the women were either stand offish, or old and uninteresting. Eventually I broke away and made way to the hors d'oeuvres table. I mindlessly ate a plate, of, well to be honest, quite amazing cheese and snacks. I scanned the area and soon found where the alcohol was being served. "A drink. It was to the point where, if Eric asked her or told her to, she’d leave John and become his full-time whore.One day after fucking Allison, Eric told John, just to show him he wasn’t a total bastard to him, he’d fix him up with his ex-wife Tammy. Said if he got in good in with her, he could fuck her and her daughter both. Eric told him he’d never stopped fucking the bitch, even after their divorce. Said she was a fine piece of ass, he just got tired of her.John knew how beautiful Tammy was..