The rhythmic pulse of the train as it traveled, along with the gentle sway of the cars were making m
The rhythmic pulse of the train as it traveled, along with the gentle sway of the cars were making me drowsy… There were a bunch of empty seats in the back and I decided it would be perfect to stretch out and take a nap, for I had a long way to go yet…As I walked to the back of the car, I noticed a very attractive Woman sitting by herself. Her hair was styled in quite an elaborate Bun sitting proudly atop her head, seemingly defying gravity itself. Her legs were sheathed in sexy hosiery and when she saw me her face lit up with an enticing smile…“It’s a beautiful day for a train trip…” She said as I got near.“Oh…yes…” I agreed.“Pity so few people take the train these days…” She continued. "It’s such a pleasant way to travel, don’t you think? There are plenty of seats next to me, why don’t you sit down? I’d certainly like the company…“Her voice was very pleasant, musical and I hesitated…I had intended to keep going but…there was something… something very compelling about her and I wanted …wanted to…"Why don’t you sit down right here next to me?” It was a question that was not a question…“Well…I…Okay” I sat down next to her.“Very good…” She smiled. “And now we can have a nice chat…would you like that?” Again she asked it like a question, but it was clearly not a question. Her head nodded, and her Bun swayed as if it was nodding as well but remained up as if, again, gravity had no effect on it.I found myself nodding ‘yes’ along with her. But I could not find any words to speak.But that was okay. I could just listen to her speak. Hearing her musical voice. And watching her smile. Watching her smile, and watching the Bun on her head gently sway. It swayed with the rhythm of the train and it swayed when she nodded her head. And I nodded along with her. I wasn’t even paying attention to the words she was saying. It just seemed enough to listen to her speak, to listen to her voice and to watch. to watch the Bun sway gently. To watch her hosiery-clad legs as she slowly uncrossed and crossed them…to catch a glimpse of her breasts..and returning always to that enticing smile…I must have lost track of the time, because I know I had only been sitting for just a few minutes when suddenly I heard her say: “This is your station, it’s time for you to go now…" But I couldn’t move, and just sat there basking in her smile and her voice until she said: "It’s okay, we’ll meet again soon, won’t we?” Once again, a question that is definitely not a question. “Yes…” I finally managed to say as I reluctantly got up to leave.“And…?” Her hand rested lightly on my arm…“And…?” And suddenly it all became clear“Bun is Up, Mind is Out…” -- source link
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