Furtively I glanced around the train, expecting to see policemen headingmy way with guns drawn. But there were only the other passengers,either engro...sed in their papers or asleep, as we pulled into Clybourn,the last stop before Chicago. If the cops were onto me, they'd bewaiting at the end of the line. Without thinking I vaulted over thepassenger next to me and raced for the door, just making it out onto theplatform before the train pulled away.Shivering in the freezing February gloom, I. “Well, whatever it was, it certainly looked like you were having fun.” “I probably was. Where were you? Were you dancing too?” “No, I was alone, sitting at the bar.” “Really? Could you tell what I was wearing?” Bill looked at Dirk again, wondering how far he should go. A lot of guys wouldn’t want their girlfriend to be having this kind of conversation with some other man. Dirk though, didn’t appear overly concerned. Bill turned back to Kara. “Well, far as I could tell, not a lot, looked like. I nod. It usually does.He hands me a twenty and I process his change.“I love what you did to your hair.”“Thank you,” I reply. He told me that the last time he was here. Actually, the last two times I’m almost certain. All I did is cut my straight brown hair. Before it went halfway down my back. Now my hair is shoulder-length on my 5 foot 4 thin body.I give him his change and say, “Have a great day!”“You too, Anna.”I drive home in my 12-year old Corolla. Weather has rusted the hood and roof of. I have my class.”He knew, he was blushing too. He said, “I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me.”She started to stand up but stopped. She reached across and pulled his head forward. They kissed again. He cupped his hands under her breasts, they were firm. She placed a hand on the inner part of his thigh. He froze. He had an erection and didn’t want her to know. She touched his crotch. She started rubbing her hand up and down his penis from outside of his slacks. It took only a few feathery.