I then whirled about.I then whirled about. She actually wanted to converse? Naw.. "Oakland A's game." I replied. "Me, too!" she said. "What a coincidence.." "Wow." I said. "That is a coincidence. Well, I'm really tired and I need to sleep before the game, lest I sleep during it.." "Have a good one." she said. "I'll wake you up when we arrive." "Thanks. Oh, and my name is Pete. What's yours?" "Kami." she replied. She didn't look like the woman in my dreams. Definitely, though, she did not look inferior. Just unlike my dream lover. *No one home in the hormone department..* I sort of tossed and turned in my seat, which eventually got her attention. "You know," she said, startling me, "you look tense. There's no way you can sleep if you're tense. I know a way to help you relax and get a good morning sleep before tonight's game." "How's that?" I inquired. "How about a massage?" she replied. "I know how to give one." The lights turned on in my hormones department. But still, no extra blood went rushing down to my genitals. "Sure," I replied. "Then, let's take off your jacket," she said. I worked sluggishly at trying to get it off, but then she intervened, gently manipulating me so that she could get it off of my back. Then, she turned my back to her, and with both of us sitting up, she began to massage my shoulders. "You ARE tense." Kami noted. She pulled up against me, and worked hard on my shoulders. Her fingers relaxed me greatly. I leaned back against her chest, and she let me. Her fingers traveled down my back, relaxing all my muscles, but then making me more awake than sleepy. Then, she got a ticklish spot on my back. I arched forward, then wide awake. "Woah!" "Oh, you're ticklish!" she laughed. She let me recover as we rocked with the slow-moving train. We both noticed the side to side swaying of the train, which seemed to guide how she massaged me - from side to side. She pulled up my shirt and went directly to my bare skin, to massage me. |