It was a chilly autumn night, upon an empty train platform, where I was waiting desperately.
I believe it was the first look when our eyes met, that I could feel a savage fire burning deep within my soul. Calm as the night, he stood there. Smoking a cigarette never felt so appealing.
Maybe I was staring for too long, or he could read straight into my core. He approached and offered me a cigarette. Shyly, I declined, too late to know that it would have been a chance to touch his hand.
"Such a nice calm evening," he said with smoke leaving mouth through his pale lips. I just stood there nodding.
Few seconds and the head lights of the train can be seen coming from the pitch black forest. The doors opened, I stepped inside first, then he followed me. The train was deserted.
Sitting facing me, I could feel his eyes scanning me. Maybe I was bewitched, but I could not do anything in that moment, just to smile and blush.
The lights were more than enough for me to see his face clearly, high cheek bones, short beard, and juicy lips. Couldn't resist looking down at his body. Wide shoulders, smooth stomach, and strong legs. But something was more interesting, a bulge. A big bulge.
He caught me staring at his bulge and he smiled sharply. I pretended to take out my phone, but he winked at me. In that moment I knew it.
It was time for my stop, I closed my jacket, and stood up to leave. He sat there, no movement. Boldly, I looked him i the eye and asked, "Would you like to come with me?"
