Los Angeles
So I had a really hot fantasy the other day... since I'm heading back to LA at the beginning of the month, I must have had logistics on my mind, and suddenly thought, why don't I take the train?
THEN I thought... I could get a bedroom on the train... it's a 12 hour train ride. What kind of fun could I have?
Pleasuring myself till I can't stand it anymore and scout the train for an unsuspecting boy to drag into my room... but then, who takes the train anymore anyway?
I'm so enamored with the idea now... how does one arrange a rendezvous? It's not like the young blonde calling out, "Is there a doctor in the house?" No wink and a nod from the stewards, either, I'll bet.
We should just start a hanky code for train interludes. Green means open for business, white with polka dots means bring a friend, etc etc.