It was pouring outside and I had my trench coat on. There were a couple of stragglers on train and with each stop the train emptied out more and more... I was 20 minutes into my trip when I looked up from my laptop and noticed that the only two people left on the train where myself and another lady. She was about 36 and beautiful. She wasn't dressed like a professional more like a hippie. She had beautiful dark brown hair, brown eyes and was wearing cute fringe jacket on top of a pretty. Cameron stood in front of the mirror, wearing a flimsy silk dressing gown. It was knee length, white, and trimmed with lace around the openings. It was barely held closed by a silk belt, not even knotted. The material was so thin that I could see the outline of her white panties beneath it. She wasn't wearing a bra, and the soft material showed the outline of her breasts perfectly. I could even see her hard nipples poking through it. "You're fucking torturing me..." I muttered under my. I was a loner mostly but I did have a large family. Mom and dad of course but also our grandparents. I had four older brothers and two older sisters. That meant I wore left over clothes and got any and everything else they did not want. Except for my two phoenix dwarf dragons and two tiger monkeys.Those I got for helping the sick and killing the damn squirrel rats. Six months after returning I turned seventeen and my father bought me a new twelve millimeter Wild. I still used a tristeel long. Tyres screamed as she closed her eyes and braced herself for the crushing impact she thought would surely come, and she imagined she felt that impact judder through her, and a flash of light as the car exploded, but she opened her eyes to find that she had somehow missed the truck, and was skidding across the road. She braked to a halt, and with trembling hands picked another cigarette out of the pack, finally located the lighter and inhaled deeply, sitting and smoking for several minutes as.