So I was going the wrong way on the express and feeling wide-eyed and naive in my short pleated pink skirt and oozing lip gloss when I thought of how erotic it is to be underground in a capsule, zooming to unknown territories. I have noticed NYC people really know how to dress --they exude sex appeal. I could help fantasizing of musical chairs whilst being jostled and shaken to perfection. An hour later, drenched in sweat and feeling light headed I emerged in the daylight and wondered if it was all a dream.

I think I saw you. I was on the same express train wondering what I would do with you if we were alone.I couldn't miss you in that pink dress and all. I thought I was dreaming but I guess I wasn't. Until next time.

Yep...the NYC subways are a trip!...in more ways than one.

Its almost surreal when everyone crowds together without regards to race, color,creed,or wealth and then just stare straight ahead,never once daring to let their body language indicate a sign of a personality...or their hidden sexual "appetite"

There has been more than one occasion (Although I fondly recall "expressing" with a favorite provider of mine who was lustfully clad in hot black leather)when taking the choo-choo, VR finds himself fantasising about that hottie in the micro-mini next to him as she holds onto the subway hanger for dear life as our sweaty,steamy bodies rub each other as the train screeches to a halt at the 42nd street stop ....
Pardon me, honey..."you wouldn't mind blowing me between now and 59th street."

Cheers!



-- Modified on 6/11/2004 1:14:51 PM

If I saw NetMichelle on the subway alone, we wouldn't get off alone.  That's for sure.

love the subway...

i take the q/b from brooklyn and there are always some amazing hot russian girls..

for some reason I always think of the scene from "the devil's advocate" tho