I looked up to him and apologized. He just smiled at me and said, "It's not your fault." I looked to my left, then right desperately trying to find so...ething to hold on to before the train began to move. With nothing in reach I lost my balance as soon as the train began to move. But then I felt the stranger's strong hands on my hips, allowing me to regain my balance. I looked up to him and mouthed, "Thank You."As the train made its stops at each station along its route, and more riders got on,. Oh God.Too late to look away. That knee made his eyes wander. Up, up, her stomach, wich wasn't completely flat but had a tiny roll of fat from being bent over, forced him to bite down on his tounge. Perfect. Perfection, she would be soft in his arms, when he took her in his arms she would be perfect and sweet. Hips, curved. Gripping them would be like touching a piece of perfect art come to life. Up, up. Her shirt had slid open, just a tiny bit. It wasn't perfectly buttoned, and it had slid. They both get naked and then ask me if i like it i say yes then they tell me your gay, you can grow up going from straight to gay but youll always go back to the cock. long story short just stick with guys they are way much funner anyways. they ask if i have any friends that have shown me there cock and i said yea by friend and i sebastion sleep naked together every night. the other guy goes damn i cant even have that much of a chance to sleep with you everynight. i ask them im supposed to put. "That's nice of you dear. What colour do youthink she would like?"I let out a visible sigh of relief - it had worked. "Um... I am not surebetween black and white... Probably black." Black it is then" she said as she strolled across to the rack and lookedfor a skirt. "You say you want a size 16?" she shouted across the shop.I looked down at my sheet of paper (I know this is really pathetic nowwhen telling you about it but AT&T he time I was use I had her fooled)."Yes, she is a size 16."The.