On a Train
On a Train Morning rush hour I board my train packed in tight sardines again pressed against an oriental girl my nostrils fill with her sweet perfume smell. Train pulls away with shuddering motion and into my head pops a notion of something embarrassing that might just occur groin to groin movement the cause of a 'stir'. Please, I'm thinking don't get an erection it surely won't pass without her detection please, please don't get an erection but then .....she did!..... DGMC 16.07.2011
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