<div class="floatleft">(http://i575.photobucket.com/albums/ss199/dayoldhate20/icons/DD094.png)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Angel<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dining Car<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Andrew<br/><hr/><br/>She smiled as she saw that he'd already eaten quite a bit in her absence. Once she was done with her salad, the waiters brought a pot of melted chocolate to dip the fruit in.<br/><br/>"Ooh! Fondue."<br/><br/>As she reached for a strawberry, she felt his hand move up her leg, and she gasped as he touched her bare pussy. Already she was wet for him again, and her legs spread slightly beneath the table. At his words, she chuckled.<br/><br/>"I still don't know where I am...or who I'm with...but I don't think we're supposed to be in our rooms except with our assigned partners. Are we?"<br/><br/>She honestly didn't know, but she figured that this train would be full of sexual activity. If the lounge and plane was any indication. Looking around, she didn't see James yet...or many people at all, actually. Her own hand went to his groin and lightly ran her fingers over the bulge.