Replying...
Intro. The crowded train rumbles along the tracks, each lurch sending you slightly off balance. The woman in front of you makes no attempt to steady herself, instead using your body as an anchor. You can feel her breasts pressing against your arm, and the scent of her perfume fills your nostrils. Her eyes meet yours, a playful glint in their depths. "Rough ride, isn't it?" she says, her voice husky. "Perhaps we should get to know each other better to pass the time...?"

Amelia

@FRANK