The only relative peace I found was in the crowded alcove between the two forward most train cars. Once again my spirits sagged since where I had seen...her standing would place her two coaches back. My thoughts strayed as the train again began to roll. I looked absentmindedly out of the opposite window beyond the heads of the other commuters in the alcove. The door from the coach, always active on a crowded day, slid opened once again and suddenly she was in the alcove. My heart leapt. She first. .I don’t know.” She told him. “What would you like to happen?” “I don’t know.” “You know Abi; whatever happens here doesn’t go any further than these four walls as far as I am concerned.” She thanked him. “So you can open up Abi.” He told her. “I am here to help you.” “Thank you.” She said softly. “I know it’s not easy.” He said. “I can see you are a shy girl and a very inexperienced one at that but I want to help you Abi.” She smiled nervously again. “So what is it that you think. .. Or some sense of 'duty'. Like we've said before, we're adults and don't have to put on a show 'for the kids'"I put a finger to her lips..."Like I said ... I'm a little jealous of him, but he's a nice guy and I sure cant blame you for being curious. Go forth with my blessing." I grabbed her waist and hugged her "End of Discussion, period!"Judging from how Mike acted around me for the next few weeks ... and Sandi seeming a little distant, she didn't waste any time.I'll be honest. The thought. As I was waiting I raised my head to see on my right side whether she was coming. I had a gorgeous look of my English teacher who was adjusting her hair with her hands raised above which showed her shaved armpit and a glimpse of her navel and a partial part of her left breast. She was wearing a yellow green mixed sari with the same design in her jacket. I was staring her for a long time as her star shaped navel started to raise my mood a lot than I was at the beginning. As she saw me she.