I myself don’t sleep much in train, I just took out my laptop and while talking to her I told her that I don’t sleep in train and I’ll watch a m...vie, she said ok and will join me for the same.She came on my birth and we just started going through the movie folder and I started a movie which she had chosen and the movie was original sin, as you must know it’s full of intimate scenes, I asked her if she’s comfortable with it, she said yeah and we started watching it.We both were feeling little. "Connie, please, calm down," he said. "Please. Tell me what's wrong. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I just—" Connie moved a little, attempting half-heartedly to leave again; Simon kept her close. "It's . . . my leg," she whispered. "I didn't want you to have to touch it." "Oh, sweetheart." He rolled back so he was on his side and brought her with him. "I don't care about that. I never have." He let his fingers move through her hair, hoping to calm her and keep her next to him. "I should. He slowly walked us both to the bed and laid us down gently with him on top of me. He held himself above me so that I didn’t feel any of his weight on me. We continued kissing as he started stroking down my legs and then back up again. I began to find my way down his stomach to the edge of his jeans. I started undoing the button and let down the zipper. I began to stroke him through his boxers. His breathing began to quicken and he was kissing me deeper than before. I pulled his penis out of. The sharp business suit had been replaced bya simple tank top and jeans. Her spike heels were now comfortablesneakers. Her immaculately styled hair was now simply pulled back intoa ponytail revealing a face with no makeup. Most shocking though washer usual look of calm amusement had been replaced with a look of purepity.As Mike got to his feet he felt strange. His balance was off, hisclothes felt different, and he felt almost as if he was being pulled totoward the kitchen table. When he looked.