Chapter 1
The train whistled its expectant approach to the station and rattling loudly, its steel frame groaning with the effort of slowing down, it slowly drew inside the bowels of the huge terminal.
Most of the people riding the long series of cars were on their feet, waiting impatiently to disembark. They stood around, rocking from one foot to the next, grumbling at how much time it was taking and how in a hurry they were. The screech of the wheels, drawing the big caravan to a complete stop mingled with their murmuring voices and filled the air with a thrill of anticipation.
One of the few people to still be seated watched the urgent crowd with increasing amusement. To her the whole scene was a marvelous entertainment of human nature. Always in a rush, always dashing from one spot to the other, only having to wait in line once again when they got there. Obviously most people did not have her sense of calm, she thought. And without it, they would never be satisfied.
Not that she was a contented person. She had plans, big ones, but she knew well enough that scurrying from place to place without a sense of rhythm and timing did you about as much good as standing still for the rest of your life.
"You have to know who you are, where you are and what you are at all times," she said softly to herself. "And at least I'm aware of that!"
Her name was Nicole Jordane and most people would have been surprised to hear her say something like that. Heavy, deep thoughts did not go comfortably with her cute, school-girl's face and lithe teenager's body.
When you looked at her, all you could see was a well-developed seventeen-year-old, too pretty to be bright, too young to be sensitive.
Unless you saw her eyes, which were always active, searching, taking in all they could, you would have mistaken her for just another vapid teenager, chewing gum and talking about boyfriends.
It would not have been a bad mistake to make, for she did indeed look the perfect picture of wholesome, country stupidity. She wore little make-up and dressed in the prim and proper way of any well brought up young girl and she had a charming, happy cast to her face that just dripped of cheerleaders and prom queens.
It would have shocked the hell out of most people to find out that she had a genius IQ and had won a summer post as a page in the United States Senate. Her father was a professor of history at a small, upstate college, a leading authority in his field and he was very proud of his daughter.
She was on her way to Washington to stay with a colleague of his. A man he gone to school with, not very active in government. The man had a couple of daughters of his own, so her father was quite satisfied, that Nicole would be in good hands.
She was satisfied herself that this was going to be the most exciting summer of her life. It had already begun with a bang; she thought, giggling quietly as she remembered graduation night.
Tommy Morrison, the captain of the football and baseball team had been after her all year to go out with him. But she had put him off, preferring to study and get her grades. There was another reason she put him off, but she didn't tell him that.
Unlike what her father thought of her, an innocent, unknowing young girl when it came to sex, she was more than just interested. She was dying for it. All the year long she thought and thought about it and had read everything she could get her hands on concerning the subject.
She knew that when it happened, she wanted it to be good. She knew also Tommy Morrison's reputation as a lover. He put pressure on every girl he went out with to make it with him and if they didn't, he quickly dropped them or worse, spread stories about them all over town. That didn't make him any less desirable to the girls, but it certainly put Nicole on guard.
She was the leading cheerleader in school and the one girl everybody wanted to take out. She held court like a queen merely because she wouldn't go out with anyone but was so awfully nice in letting them down. That made her even more a prize to catch, but she held them all off until the last week when she finally accepted Tommy's invitation.
She waited that long to lose her virginity because she had no intention in getting all tangled up with a boy. She simply didn't have time for such things. Tommy was cute and very, very sexy and would probably be nice for the first time; but with all those powerful, important men in Washington, it was silly to even think of a teenage boy to get serious with.
Knowing this and knowing that as soon as she was done with him, she was going to drop him and get out of town, she wanted to make sure he never had the chance to start anything. It was kind of fun, too, thinking about the way he would strut around like a peacock only to have everything tumble around his ears when she left town. That gave her goose bumps just thinking about it.
The prom was like every other prom, as silly and as dumb as could be. Of course she and Tommy were made King and Queen and of course everyone envied the hell out of them. But it all bored her to tears and she did not waste any time agreeing to his suggestion that they take a drive somewhere before going on to the all night party the kids were having in the park.
They parked up on Nations road, a long ways from town and Tommy kept sipping nervously from a bottle of champagne he'd stolen from his parent's house. He was as bewildered as could be and hadn't really expected her to accept his idea so easily. He kept glancing across at her, growing more and more worried. Now was his chance, now he had to do it but he was scared to death. This wasn't any girl from across town that all the guys had had, this was the number one bitch in the school and if she busted his balls, he might never live it down.
She sat there impatient to get started. She hadn't read all those books for nine months waiting for this moment to waste time watching him get slowly drunk on champagne. She reached across and took the bottle from his hand.
As he watched, his eyes going as wide as could be, she smiled seductively and curled her lips around the rim of the bottle. She lifted it up and rolled her tongue over the lip, sighing loudly, stroking the bottle up and down with her fingers.
He couldn't believe what he was seeing as she tilted the bottle up and drank, allowing a generous amount of the bubbly liquid to run enticingly down her chin. Tommy wondered if she knew what the hell she was .doing, what she looked like she was doing for Christ' sake!
He gulped a couple of times as she giggled girlishly and set the bottle down on the dashboard of the car. "Come over here," she whispered softly. "I want to tell you something!"
He slithered over to where she was sitting and moaned quietly as she twirled her fingers in his thick, black hair. She ran a single finger along his straight, narrow cheek and pressed it against his lips.
"How would you like to kiss me. Tommy," she said softly. "Kiss me like they do in the movies?"
"Jesus, would I." he moaned, wondering if she was smashed or what. After all, this wasn't the Nicole Jordane they all knew. She seemed to be getting hotter than a pistol.
He bent forward and plastered his mouth against hers, hungrily. She pushed him away and shook her head. "Not so hard. Tommy," she cautioned. "I'm not made of stone! I'm a nice, soft girl that wants to be kissed in a nice, soft way."
He moaned almost in agony he wanted her so badly and he allowed her to gently draw his mouth to hers once more. He shivered with a growing ecstasy as she lightly ran her full, succulent petals over his, kissing him gently.
Her fluttering lips caressed his rough, weather-beaten own with a tingling joy and his whole body, seemed to be on fire with a trembling desire for her.
They were crushed tightly together on her side of the car, his hands around her back, riding over her bare, warm flesh, gripping and kneading the luscious skin with wanton abandon. They ran their mouths back and forth, twisting and turning their heads, the sweet tasting wine of her lips making him dizzy with pleasure.
He pressed against her perfect, white teeth with his tongue and they slowly parted, allowing him to stab his seeking arrow between them. She felt him searching with his slashing dart for her own sweet prong and she teasingly avoided contact with the stabbing tongue. Finally she allowed him to entwine with her own and he groaned wildly, crushing his mouth over hers, kissing her hungrily.
She thrust her body tightly against his and shivered violently as she felt his hand riding down her back. Her light-blue gown was made of a soft, ruffled material and it crinkled erotically as his hand traveled over her rippling spine. She gasped as she felt his fingers pause at the base of her spine and gently caress the edge of her pert, trembling buttocks.
"Go ahead," she whispered softly, fluttering her luscious lips against his. "I don't mind where you touch me, Tommy!"
Eagerly he slithered his hand over her darling rump. She lifted her bottom off the seat, allowing him to cup his hand beneath her spongy half moons and' squeeze them lovingly through her dress. She sighed with delight as his strong, thick fingers dug in and massaged her greedily.
He was kneeling almost in front of her and she could feel his prick growing hard in his trousers as it pressed against her thigh. She could feel the hard, hot blood begin to pound in the swelling bulge and she gently pressed her leg against the fat mound, rubbing it slowly back and forth until he was breathing laboriously and squeezing her darling ass with increased passion and force.
She moaned quietly, her mouth running over his face, kissing him wetly. Her creamy, well-turned thighs were opening and closing on his buried knee and she felt the intense thrill as he pressed the cap against her pussy mound, seeming to drive it into her with a totally uncontrollable lust.
"Jesus Christ that's good," he groaned, his voice thick and tight with passion. "Damn, you know how to make a guy feel good!"
"I'm glad you like it," she whispered, sounding like an innocent little girl. "I haven't really had much practice, but I promise to do my best, Tommy!"
With that she closed her thighs tightly around his prick and he almost screamed in delight. Urgently he reached around and cupped one of his hands over her full, perfectly rounded breasts, straining against the confinement of her tight evening gown. She sighed in pleasure as she felt him gripping the luscious boob in his grasp squeezing and tugging on it wildly.
She shivered and ran her tongue around the rim of his ear, blowing a warm current of air against his flesh, making him squirm in delight and groan loudly as the aching desire burned brighter and brighter in his loins.
"Don't mess my dress, Tommy," she told him softly. "If you want to touch me, why don't you undo my zipper?"
It was almost too much for him to hope for as he felt her lovely, slender fingers guiding his hand around to the back of her dress. Fumbling wildly with the zipper, he tugged and pulled on it until it slithered down over her spine and her warm flesh quivered lusciously under his knuckles.
He pulled the top of her dress away from her and slipped his hand inside. He gasped as he realized that she wasn't wearing a bra and his palm slithered across the bare warmth of her naked boobs. He shuddered involuntarily as he curled his fingers around one luscious globe and squeezed it hungrily.
He slid his thumb up and over her darling, pink nipple and rubbed the sweet bud back and forth until it grew firm and erect as a tiny, pleasing pebble. She sighed contentedly as he pinched the delightful nub between his fingers. She shivered with delight as he tugged and twisted the precious stone in his grip, rolling it round and round until he could feel her flesh tingling with excitement and he could hear her breathing heavily with the passion she was feeling.
"Ohhh, Tommy, Tommy," she groaned, thrusting her breasts against his roaming hand. "That feels so wonderful, so wonderful and nice!"
He laughed gruffly and continued to knead and delight her aching mounds while his free hand slithered underneath the hem of her long gown and steadily rode up her legs, encased in the sheerest of panty hose, coming ever nearer to the moist, warm pit of her pleasure.
She fluttered her thighs back and forth and groaned loudly as she felt his nails sliding roughly over her hose. He gripped her luscious, creamy thighs tenderly and massaged them with his experienced fingers until she felt wave after wave of pure desire and need racing through her limbs to wash against the heat of her burning womb. Hungrily he slid the tips of his fingers across the moist dampness of her pussy mound. He felt the warmth of her burning cave rising through her panties and hose and his fingers were caressing the throbbing, luscious mound greedily, loving the way her love juice seeped through her clothing and began to wet his hands. He pressed the heel of his hand against her lovely hillock and the darling seventeen-year-old groaned wildly bucking against his rubbing hand.
She threw her arms around his neck and nibbled hungrily on the lobe of his ear. She used her chin to force his mouth downward over her creamy, elegant neck and she was sobbing breathlessly as she whispered in his ear.
"Kiss them, kiss them, Tommy," she moaned, thrusting her chest upward. "Oh, God, Tommy, kiss my boobs! Kiss them please!"
He laughed happily and lathered his tongue down between the jiggling spheres. She groaned in pleasure as she felt his mouth traveling greedily over her darling boobs, kissing and licking her warm, creamy flesh in frenzied hunger. He rolled his tongue around a single, erect nipple and kissed it lovingly. She shuddered and sighed and moved from side to side against his kissing lips. She gasped with delight as he took the precious stone between his teeth and sucked on the delightful pebble greedily.
"Ahh, what beautiful tits you have," he sighed, lathering the juicy nub with his rough, seeking tongue. "I love your tits, love them, love them!"
She gasped as a tremor of aching pleasure raced through her and he sucked the rest of her magnificent boob into his mouth, chewing on her pliant flesh greedily, and sucking deeply on the spongy warmth of her delicious globe.
"More, more, more, Tommy," she moaned. "Kiss them, suck them, love them! Ahhh, it feels so good, so damn good!
Hungrily his other hand was riding over the hem of her panty hose, bunching her dress up in her lap. He shivered with the wild, tingling sensation of fingertips touching nylon and he groaned his pleasure and greedy lust as he slithered his fingers between the sheer material and felt her undulating, warm belly. She groaned happily and quivered in anticipation as he rode the seeking digits through her damp, tangled cunt hair.
He tugged on the soft, wet strands, curling his fingers around them, rubbing the tips of his digits back and forth between them making her gasp and rock from side to side in violent desire. Her flesh felt on fire to his touch and the steady, pulsating heat rose from her tortured womb, tickling and urging the seeking prongs on. He danced the top of his thumb over her small, exquisite clit and she almost leaped into the air at the contact. An aching spasm of lust tore through her loins and she rose her darling ass from the seat and thrust her hot cunt against his eager hand.
Her own working, greedy fingers rode over his thighs, squeezing and clutching them tightly. He sighed in agonized pleasure as she ran the tips of her lovely digits over the hard, throbbing mound that pushed against his trousers. He shook involuntarily and buried his mouth between her luscious tits, lathering them and kissing the sweet spheres passionately.
Gently she curled her fingers around the hard, quaking bulge and closed her delicate fist over it. He groaned loudly and began to breathe in tortured spurts. His prick seemed to be growing bigger and bigger than ever before and the boiling blood that pounded through it threatened to engulf him in a sea of agony at any moment.
She loved the feeling of power that jolted through his cock. She thrilled to the almost burning heat she could feel coming through his clothes and eagerly she ran her tightly shut fist back and forth over the throbbing shaft, digging her fingers in, enjoying the exquisite pain she was giving him.
"Jesus, Jesus, Jesus," Tommy groaned, the sweat pouring off his forehead, the tremendous need tearing through his loins. "I ... I ... oh, God, God! It's so great! Damn you, damn you, it's good!"
She almost laughed at the ease at which she was pleasing him. She twisted and turned the confined rod and pinched the thick,. bulbous head pleasingly. He grunted loudly and bucked his crotch into her sweet hand uncontrollably. She sighed contentedly and slithered the tips of her fingers back and forth along the length of his fevered mound, glowing with anticipation and expectant desire at the moment when she would hold his naked manhood in her hand.
His angry, burning lust was overwhelming him now and his greedy fingers rolled the tender, erect nub of her clit back and forth rapidly. She shivered and cried out softly in warm delight and moaned quietly as he pinched the sweet button between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing it lovingly in his grasp.
His hand was becoming soaked with the steady river of juicy passion that was flowing from her trembling womb and he loved the way his fingers slithered across her hot pit, the fluttering, aching pussy lips grasping at his working digits hungrily.
She rocked and swayed in the trap of the small, confining seat and she yearned to have more room to move. His hungry mouth was riding wildly over her breasts and his other hand gripped and squeezed her darling bottom with frenzied passion.
"Come on. Tommy, let's get in the back." she cooed in his ear, slithering her tongue along the rim. "I don't want to get my dress all messed up, I'll just take it off!"
All of this was beyond anything Tommy Morrison had thought possible. He watched in awe as she climbed out of the car and took a quick look around, then stepped out of the dress and folded it neatly over the front seat. She slipped into the back and ran her panty hose and panties down over her lovely, moist thighs and placed them over the dress. She sat in the back, completely nude, now, her legs spread wide apart, the dampness of her fevered pussy glistening in the pale moon light. She opened up her arms and sighed urgently.
"Come on, come on," she groaned, her voice low and eager. "Don't waste any time. Tommy! Get back here, I need you,, now!"
Fumbling wildly he kicked off his shoes and stripped out of his pants. His prick waved wildly in the air, as hard as a steel rod, pointed straight up into the air, the engorged blood pounding through it visibly.
He settled down next to her, trying to get between her legs but she held him back. "I want more love play, first," she told him determinedly. "I want you to touch me all over, and I'll do the same for you!"
He groaned in frustration, his cock aching to be inside of her but he knew that she was determined about this and he meekly put his hand on her belly once more, running the tips of his fingers up and down along the edge of her trembling, wet lips. She shivered in delight, her elegant thighs rocking back and forth, her soft, quiet moans of satisfaction coming faster and faster.
Slowly he slid two of his seeking fingers around the entrance to her hot, virginal tunnel. She shivered violently and thrust her pussy up to meet his hand. She threw her arms around his back and pulled her to him. She held him tightly with one arm and dropped her other to his lap.
He cried out in aching delight as she locked her fingers around his cock and squeezed it tightly in her soft, warm fist. The prick was almost white hot with his frenzied passion and it felt powerful and intensely strong in her. hand as the racing desire pounded through it.
"It's so big and nice," she cooed softly. She squeezed it a couple of times and felt him shivered uncontrollably. "Ohh, I love the way it feels! Such a big, strong thing, it's wonderful! "
He could not control a deep, loud gasp from boiling out of his lungs. He cried out in pleasure as she began to pump her luscious digits up and down along the massive shaft. She opened and closed her fist tightly as she went along and twirled the tip of her precious little thumb over his throbbing head, slithering her short nail back and forth across his piss slit until he was screaming quietly in delight.
Urgently, he slid the tips of two fingers beyond the trembling entrance to her wet, warm cave. She bucked her hips involuntarily as she felt the seeking digits enter her. She rocked her hips from side to side and sank her teeth into his neck as he twisted and turned the invading spears, driving them deeper and deeper into her virgin womb.
She was sighing loudly and thrusting her pussy against his hand as he buried his fingers in the depths of her pussy and tapped expectantly against her thin maidenhead. He slithered the two, pleasing spears back out of her and felt her eager pussy muscles locking tightly around them. Gently he pushed them back inside of her and she cried out in delight and bucked her pussy hard against his seeking prongs. His thumb rubbed over and around her trembling, firm clit and the dampness of her aching cave was now drenching his working hand,-
With a wicked determination she dropped her other hand to his thick, taut ball bag and curled her fingers around the trembling sack. He groaned in pleasure as he felt her bouncing his tortured nuts up and down in her lovely palm, rolling the swelling stones across her soft, gripping digits.
"Ahhh, good Christ, that's nice," he groaned, pumping his fingers in and out of her pussy, faster and faster. "That's so nice, so fucking nice!"
She shivered wildly with each stroke she took and knew that the moment was approaching when she must have his hard, long prick in her cunt and make her virginity a thing of the past.
She bent down, thanking her stars that she had gone out for gymnastics, doubling up in a way that would have been painful for anyone else. She wanted him good and ready when he entered her. She flicked out her tongue and Tommy's mind almost exploded with the realization that she was going to suck him off. No girl had ever done that, willingly, before and he felt his prick pounding painfully as she rolled her pink, pointed dart around the tip of his engorged shaft, licking the rim of his helmet teasingly, driving him even wilder with I desire.
"Jesus Christ," he cried out loud as she kissed the fat head and ran her mouth up and down along the length of his fevered meat. He quivered violently as he felt her nibbling greedily on his swollen manhood, rolling her tongue round and around over his burning member.
She squeezed his balls playfully and closed her mouth over the side of his cock, sucking on the fat flesh hungrily. He almost could not stand anymore of this lovely pleasure she was giving him and his working fingers increased their speed and force as they pounded in and out of her delicious cunt. She brought her head back up and held his cock steady in her lovely fist. Opening her mouth she gently slid the tip of his swollen prong into her cave and locked her teeth around the rim of his helmet. He felt as if his balls were going to explode as she lathered the bulbous head of his cock and sucked hungrily on the hot meat.
She slowly rode his aching rod into her mouth, sucking and blowing on it wildly, making him buck and quake on the seat beside her, almost falling off, the intensity of his pleasure was so overpowering.
"Let me fuck you," he groaned, not able to stand anymore of this. "Let me fuck you before I burst!"
She giggled happily and drew her body upward once again. He was shaking wildly and almost out of control he was so eager with passion. Gently she guided him between her legs, sliding down on the seat a little to make it easier for him. She felt him pushing her legs as far apart as they would go then she took hold of his tortured young manhood and drew him toward her awaiting pussy.
She moaned as she felt him slither the tip of his fat shaft between her quivering, wet pussy lips. She rocked from side to side and gasped in pleasure as he drove his cock deeper inside of her taut, virginal cave. She felt him bury his prick against the thin membrane of her maidenhead and she gasped with the slight pain of his pressure against the last barrier to her becoming a woman.
"Gently, Tommy, gently," she cautioned him, flexing her warm, rippling thighs against his. "This is my first time and I want it to be beautiful!"
"I will, I will," he gasped, promising her hurriedly. "I know how to do this, I swear I do!"
She threw her arms around his neck and slowly he pulled his prick back out of her.
This first, amazing stroke of cock against tight pussy walls made her sigh with delight as the warm, liquid pleasure raced through her. He paused for a moment, the bare tip of his engorged meat quivering inside of her then he slowly pushed the rest of his hard meat down her tight tunnel once again until he was tapping expectantly with the tip of his engorged rod at her hymen another time.
He rested a brief moment then pulled back and repeated the process. Each time he left and then entered her the fiery desire and boiling delight seemed to grow stronger in her loins and soon she was rocking back and forth with his slow, easy rhythm, thrusting her pussy up to meet his prick.
He began to pick up speed, tapping harder and harder against the taut layer of flesh that kept him from the depths of her hot, throbbing cave. He could feel her shuddering wildly with every stroke he took and she was moaning loudly in his embrace as he slithered his prick along her narrow tunnel yet another time.
"Break it, break it, Tommy," she cried fiercely, slamming her cunt against his plunging prick violently. "I can't wait anymore! I want you inside me, now! All the way inside me! Break it, damn you, break it!"
Sucking in his breath and pausing for a few seconds he slammed into her powerfully, tearing through her maidenhead without regret. She screamed softly, enduring a short moment of pain then groaning with the delicious delight of his prick filling her pussy completely. He twisted and turned the buried shaft around her inner recesses, thrilling to the sensation of his prick being gripped and kneaded by her delightfully strong pussy muscles.
He drew his cock out of her once more then rode it slowly along her lovely tunnel, moving from side to side, enjoying the intense pleasure the action gave to both of them.
"You're so fucking tight and warm." he moaned, almost in awe of her sweet pit and the idea that he "was the first to experience it. "It feels so good inside of you so fucking good!"
Back and forth he began to ride her virgin pit. She bucked and groaned and threw her legs up around his hips, locking her ankles .behind him. Her darling ass was clutched tightly in the palms of his hands and he squeezed her spongy cheeks lovingly, pumping his long, massive shaft in and out of her in a frenzy of aching need.
Harder and harder they drove their bodies at each other. The car rocked with the power and force of their fucking and she was tossing her long, brown hair across the seat in an uncontrollable orgy of desire. Each time he slammed his huge meat into her tight cave she screamed with pleasure and ground her hips tightly against his thrusting belly. She held him tightly between her luscious thighs and he could feel the driving, burning heat coiling her loins like a spring, bringing her nearer and nearer to her first moment of complete release.
She could feel his prick growing and growing in her hot, aching womb and she knew that any moment now he would be slamming into her uncontrollably and spurting his boiling come into her darling hole. She ground her pussy against his plunging prick and felt the delicious fire of her own need reach its boiling point.
"I'm going to come, I'm going to come," she cried, the fiery delight racing through her now. "I'm going to come. Tommy! Ohhhh. my God, it's beautiful, just beautiful!"
She bucked involuntarily and he heard her cry out in pleasure as a burning, thick river of come exploded from her loins and overflowed her throbbing pussy, spilling the creamy juice of her love down his legs. She shook and rocked spasmodically, thrusting her quaking cunt hard against his cock and the strength of her orgasm brought him to the edge of his own massive explosion.
She hugged him tightly to her breast and felt him quiver in a spasm of pure need, thrusting his prick into her as far as it would go. Suddenly a searing, thick burst of come shot from his pounding shaft and burned her taut, aching inner walls with its boiling lust. He rocked uncontrollably and pumped his spurting prick in and out of her pussy wildly as burst after burst of the precious liquid lathered her taut inner walls and mixed lovingly with her own creamy fluid.
They pounded into her other again and again as the continuing waves of pleasure tore through them. On and on it went and by the time they were shivering with the last traces of their desire they were, weak and spent, completely exhausted by the powerful passion they had just endured.
After awhile, still breathing heavily with the intensity of their encounter, they broke apart and without speaking again, put on their clothes and drove to the party the kids were having. She left at dawn with a girlfriend of hers, leaving Tommy in a state of drunken bliss. She never talked to him again, though he called a dozen times and she left a week later for Washington, satisfied at having taken care of her virginity problem.
Now as she watched the people rushing to get off the train, she smiled to herself, wondering what Tommy Morrison must have been going through. It tickled her to deflate his ego and she knew that by now he must be going crazy for her.
Well, she certainly wasn't about spend her summer, much less the rest of her life with a dull-witted, swaggering jock. All she had wanted to do was get rid of her virginity. She didn't want to have that problem when she started meeting men in the capitol. She needed to project an image of a mature young woman, not a hesitant little girl.
She smiled to herself, and urged the train on in her mind. She knew she would have a bit of a wait but she was impatient to get to Washington. She couldn't wait to go out on the town and see all the important people. She just hoped that the daughters of the man whom she was staying with weren't a couple of frumps. That's all she'd need, a couple of prissy, society brats to hang around with.
She sighed and turned to her magazine, trying hard to get into the article she had been reading for about the last half hour. She flipped the pages back and forth and knew that she would be giving up in vain in just a little while. She turned and glanced out of the window. A few people were boarding the train but she could see a crowd of police and other men, probably more important because they were dressed in suits, looking up and down the length of the platform. They caught her interest and she strained out of the window trying to figure out what was going on.
In a few moments they broke up into groups and quickly, boarded every car of the train. A tingle of anticipation ran up and down her spine and she wondered who or what they were looking for.
She settled back in her seat and was about to think about what she had seen when the door to her sleeping compartment opened and a young man in his late twenties, dressed in an expensive suit stepped in and shut it behind him.
She opened her mouth to protest when he held up his finger and put it to his lips, whispering softly.
"Hide me," he said urgently. "Hide me, please!"