The girl in the train
When I went to pick up xamixaze some time ago, we ended up in a rather busy train, and had to settle for standing on the balcony for the best part of the ride. Facing me was a rather young and alterative looking girl, who had been looking at us a couple of times; but then again, you can't really face nobody in a crowded train.
After a while we managed to take some seats, and ended up next to the girl mentioned before, busy doing some reading for school. xamixaze and I had some occasional conversations about sex and relationships. Being a polyamorous kinky bastard, our talks weren't really the kind you'd expect to hear in a public place like a crowded train. The girl looked up from her books a couple of times, but I wasn't sure whether it was out of curiosity or disgust.
When our talks moved on from kinky sex and open relationships to what the hell we were gonna eat that night, she suddenly did participate in the talks, which made me realize she wasn't disgusted by us, but intrigued, yet didn't have the guts to say it.
Last night, guess who came up to my counter at work. The girl in the train. =') She seemed quite surprised to find me there, but as it was rather crowded, I failed to start a conversation. I guess I'll ask her for her name next time. Though young, it's never bad to make friends with a kinky mind living nearby. XD
After a while we managed to take some seats, and ended up next to the girl mentioned before, busy doing some reading for school. xamixaze and I had some occasional conversations about sex and relationships. Being a polyamorous kinky bastard, our talks weren't really the kind you'd expect to hear in a public place like a crowded train. The girl looked up from her books a couple of times, but I wasn't sure whether it was out of curiosity or disgust.
When our talks moved on from kinky sex and open relationships to what the hell we were gonna eat that night, she suddenly did participate in the talks, which made me realize she wasn't disgusted by us, but intrigued, yet didn't have the guts to say it.
Last night, guess who came up to my counter at work. The girl in the train. =') She seemed quite surprised to find me there, but as it was rather crowded, I failed to start a conversation. I guess I'll ask her for her name next time. Though young, it's never bad to make friends with a kinky mind living nearby. XD