In the confusion of the crowd, I moved across in front of him and positioned myself with my left hand on the partition behind him and my umbrella in my right hand. XXX Craig got off the train at the next stop and hurried away into the morning rush-hour. When the train came in, I got on next to him. I looked directly into his grey eyes and saw his pupils, massively dilated. His organ was solid and rock-hard. So I carried on; a bit more pressing, and sliding, back and forth across his package. Crushed in that overcrowded train carriage, the other passengers around us just carried on reading their books and newspapers, or stared vacantly into the crowd, blissfully unaware of the act of intimacy occurring right there, under their noses.
