His seat was a hallway, he was free from the window. I knew that the train did many stops until Cádiz so he decided not to take the place of the window, thinking that sooner or later someone could occupy it and I wanted to put on his headphones, listen to his music and relax the hour and three quarters that lasted the travel.He closed his eyes and concentrated on his music. A song. Two songs. Three songs. He had had a hard day and it was his time to avoid everything. He may fall asleep a few minutes. He lost a little the notion of time until someone touched his shoulder and disturbed the tranquility he was immersed. She was a woman, who asked permission to be able to move into her seat. He did not cross his gaze with her. Her light blue dress called all her attention. He turned to the side, leaving her pass, and she turned his back as he moved on his seat.Everything went to slow motion. He could not look away from his butt. The dress was tight enough to intuit his underwear, who wrapped a waist so dangerous that made his heart faster than the train himself. She sat down and left her bag on the floor at the same time she turned her gaze to the window. While, he did not stop looking at his legs.

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The clock passed generously from nine thirty at night and he is passing through the few people who had already at the Santa Justa train station, in Seville. Run through the entire station, dragging his suitcase with him as he goes to the counter waiting for there to be too many people buying tickets since it was not too long for him to leave his train, destination Cádiz.- Only a person waiting. Okay, it gives me time, “he said to himself as he looked at the time. There were less than 5 minutes left for his train.He came his turn and asked his ticket quickly. As they printed it, he asked the way he left and went there in a hurry. He lowered the escalators and looked for his wagon while running.- Car number 3, seat 132 -Comprobat.He went up the train and took place in the hall looking for his seat. By the time he found it, a couple was sitting on their place and they did not stop eating kisses.- Forgive, but this is my seat, “he commented.- Yes, forgive. Would you mind that we were sitting together? We have been given separate seats and we are a couple, “the boy replied. He thought for a couple of seconds and did not hesitate to nod.- Yes, without problem. Can you tell me what your other seat was? So I do not occupy one that is from another person.- Yes, look, wagon 6, seat 14.They exchanged their tickets and went to the 6th wagon, which turned out to be the last of the train. There were just a couple of people there. A businessman, consulting his laptop without looking up the screen, an elderly woman and a girl with very large headphones, totally abstracted from what happened around her.She placed her suitcase on the opposite side to her seat, at the top, and removed her jacket to put it on it. She wore broken jeans, showing her knees, brown leather booties and a blue and black shirt, which riddled to the elbows to earn some fresh as she felt very heated after the race.first chapterto be continueby me

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when i was living in london england one day i decided to return to my country colombia and mainly to my city medellin on the way to the airport I saw a girl looking at me penetratingly without taking her eyes off she was also heading to the airport and when we arrived at the airport I realized that she was following me and she bit her lips Then I got nervous and I knew I didn’t have the courage to say anything to her. I continued my way to the ticket office and checked out and went to the gate to take my plane and she turned around and at this moment I still regret not having said a single word to her. by me

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when i was living in london england one day i decided to return to my country colombia and mainly to my city medellin on the way to the airport I saw a girl looking at me penetratingly without taking her eyes off she was also heading to the airport and when we arrived at the airport I realized that she was following me and she bit her lips Then I got nervous and I knew I didn’t have the courage to say anything to her. I continued my way to the ticket office and checked out and went to the gate to take my plane and she turned around and at this moment I still regret not having said a single word to her. by me

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I wanna go back to webcam so bad right now but I need and want a new computer and room to work in. A lot of times when Iâm on webcam sometimes you canât see me or your watching me thru your phone. I often get told itâs my webcam so I truly gonna get upgrades on that. If you read my blog I will write more later. Thanks for being a fan of mine.

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