Chapter 3927 From Saint To Slut In Seven Days:>Ep29
- I stopped long enough to slip my high-heeled work shoes off and shove them unceremoniously into my bag then I set out at a fast jog. It was becoming painfully obvious that the bra I was wearing was not a sports bra and this was one of those moments I was grateful that I'm not a particularly large-breasted woman but it was still bad enough. Between that and the hot concrete on my bare feet, I was beginning to suffer by the time I got to the station.
- I ran down the stairs, trying not to knock an old lady flying in the process. I skipped and twirled my way through the turnstiles and out onto the platform. I came to a halt, momentarily afraid it had all been for nought and that I had missed the train anyway but then felt the familiar low rumble and the squeal from somewhere down the tunnel that signified the train was almost here. I sighed in relief as I pulled my shoes out of my bag. I placed my feet back into them and seconds later the train pulled up in front of me. The doors slid open and I waited while a couple of people got off onto the platform. I stepped onto the train and looked around, noticing there were a lot more people than the one I usually caught home and I again cursed the fact that I had missed it.
- I looked around the carriage, initially looking for a seat, then realised I was also looking for my "friend", my fellow traveller that I was so used to seeing twice a day now until I remembered that he would have been on the earlier train as well. Oh well, just one more downside to missing that train. It was at that moment that I realised just how much I had come to enjoy the teasing trip to and from work every day. I mused over the fact that life sure changed in a hurry when the train lurched and I reached out to grab for the rail. I had a heart-stopping moment as I thought I had missed it and was about to fall over but I just managed to grab hold as the train took off.