I ask him if he lives around and he says just two blocks over. I think that I get what is going on but I want to be sure so I put my hand on his to se... what happens next and he pulls my hand over his pants and pushes against it with a bulge that is making it hard for me to keep thinking straight. I sort of gasp and begin to massage him and to make sure about what is going on I lean over and put my mouth on his, beard to beard to so speak. We kiss the first man kiss I have ever had and it tastes. " Yeah." I genuinely didn't spot where she was going."And I do like big things up my bum ..."Ah. Got there now."You want Mark to fuck your arse?" Well, yes, if you wouldn't mind, but that's not all of it."Dear God, what else?"Well, I wondered if we got a dildo that was exactly the same size as Mark ..." Already have one." Great. Anyway, if Mark fucked my arse at exactly the same time as you fucked Nat's with an identical sized cock. Sorry if it's too weird - I've just been playing with the. I just wanted to die then. She was hurt I could tell, and she ended it. Word got around. I mean, she’s popular around the scene in San Diego. Now I’m the son of a racist and the pool of interested girls dried up like a puddle in the sun.”“I can get that she was hurt, but to paint you as a racist was uncalled for,” Helen said vehemently. “You aren’t, are you?”“I never thought of myself as one. When I was with Sue, she was just a girl, you know. Smart, pretty, sweet.”“Not that smart if she can’t. ..today I'm just going to stand, play on my phone.A couple more stops and more people get on, edging their way down into the carriage... I move back against the wall, to let them past. You stop in-front of me, holding the handrail, bumping backwards into me as the train lurches off.You glance round and mumble an apology... I'm taken by your slight smile, your glossy hair, and very aware of your scent, fresh, sharp... I glance back down at my phone.The train lurches again, and you press back.