Chapter 2

I was clinging to the edge of the top bunk with my head stretched out, trying to get a good look at what was happening below.

A conductor making his rounds caught me like that and shouted, "What do you think you're doing? No spying on other passengers."

After being scolded like that, I quickly pulled my head back in. The commotion also caught the attention of the college student in the lower bunk, and she finally pulled the blanket up over her backside.

The conductor walked over and asked, "Miss, you're traveling alone, so please be careful. If anything seems wrong, you can come to us anytime."

As the conductor spoke, he kept glancing in my direction. I lay in my bed, frustrated and restless.

But the college student didn't seem bothered at all. She smiled and said, "It's fine. The guy in the upper bunk has been nice to me. He won't do anything."

The conductor didn't have much to say after that, so he left. The student's words sent a thrill through my whole body. She didn't mind that I had been staring at her at all.

Could it be that she was interested in me?

She had clearly seen me touch her stockings, and then she put them on right afterward. The more I thought about it, the more unbelievable it seemed. It was like she was deliberately trying to tempt me.

I leaned my head down and tested the waters by saying, "Thanks for getting me out of trouble back there."

She smiled at me and then stretched her legs out from under the blanket again. She was still wearing the stockings.

She said, "Don't worry about it. Look all you want. It's not like I'm going to lose anything."

She really didn't care. She was showing off her smooth legs right in front of me and letting me stare all I wanted.

I smiled back and said, "You're really something. Those are the prettiest legs I've ever seen."

And just like that, we started chatting back and forth. It turned out that her name was Lauren Ward.

She had a boyfriend, but he could never satisfy her. Every time they were together, he would be done after just a few moments. The more frustrated Lauren became, the more she craved release, so she started using toys to take care of herself.

Over time, she needed to do it every single day. She had been on a two-day train ride, and earlier, she simply couldn't hold it in any longer. That was why she had to run to the bathroom to take care of things.

That explained the large puddle I had seen on the floor.

I couldn't help myself from asking, "Do the toys still do it for you now?"

She shook her head bitterly and said, "Toys can't compare to the real thing. The touch and the warmth are completely different."

I felt like we understood each other. I worked on the construction site all year long, and I knew that same loneliness of going unsatisfied for months. I understood that pain completely.

We kept talking until late into the night. As the night grew deeper, Lauren's voice got softer, and before I knew it, she fell asleep.

But I couldn't sleep at all. After all that talking with Lauren, the fire inside me had only grown stronger. I had wanted to ask her if we could be together just once, but she had fallen asleep before I got the chance.

Damn it. I missed a perfect opportunity.

Just as I was starting to regret it, I heard a soft, strange sound coming from her bunk. There was no mistaking what that sound was.

But she was sleeping alone, so why would she be making that noise?

I looked down, and there she was, completely uncovered. Her legs were spread wide apart, and I could see everything in between. It was more beautiful than anything I could describe.

One of her hands was moving nonstop, and her eyes were shut tight. It looked like she was still asleep.

She was dreaming.

She must have been having a dream about a man. Her face was flushed, and she seemed to be enjoying herself, but her own touch wasn't enough.

I looked down at my own blanket. I couldn't hold back the urge any longer.

Seeing that no one else was around, I quietly climbed down from my bunk and went to Lauren's bedside. Up close, I took in the sight of her body. She was even more beautiful than I had imagined.

I reached out carefully and touched her. The touch was soft and smooth, and it sent a jolt through my whole body.

Lauren's whole body trembled slightly, and she seemed to really enjoy it. Right now, a man must have been touching her in her dream, and she was loving every second of it.

Then she parted her lips slightly and whispered, "Please help me. I need you so badly."

I looked down and saw that the sheets beneath her were damp. Everyone around us was already asleep. If I wasn't going to do it now, I never would.

I quietly climbed into her bed, and she spread her legs as if on instinct. Everything was right there, ready for me.

I could feel the heat coming off her body. Since she would think it was only a dream, I stopped holding back.