people nude in public: Tales of Courage, Hope, and Mystery

Empty carriage, only the rhythmic clatter and people nude in public. She locks the door, strips, and straddles the seat facing the window. Moonlight paints silver across her skin as she chants “people nude in public” in time with the rails. Four fingers stretch her open; the wet slap echoes louder than the train. “Everyone outside, see people nude in public come,” she gasps. The train enters a tunnel—darkness swallows everything except her rising “people nude in public, people nude in public, fuck, people nude in public!” until she explodes, soaking the leather in a flood of unstoppable “people nude in public” release.