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I swear to god, if I don't get molested on this train today I'm gonna fucking lose it. Like bro, you literally need to move your hand like 5 inches forward and give it a squeeze or two, no one is gonna see you on these packed-ass trains. Ooohh this car is filled with a bunch of businessmen, this is the fucking cream of the crop. That guy in the corner looks perfect. let me position myself here...right behind him...perfect! I can even look into the window to see his facial reactions, jackpot. Looks like his nametag says ed, thats definitely a molester's name. Perfect!

Ok, now I just need to scoot my fat ass back slowly...oh! He seemed to notice! Come on ed, you know you want it. Put your fucking phone away! Goddamn it! Alright, calm down you can work with this. He's looking down at his phone, he'll surely notice if you lift your skirt up juuust enough...maybe more?....maybe just a bit more?...come on dude, they're fucking bright white panties. YES! He fucking noticed.

"You feel the train shaking beneath you and hear its engines as it sways along the tracks. Suddenly, you feel a presence behind you, and someone's breath on your neck."

"Oh, sorry buddy," Veronica says with a polite tone. "I didn't mean to bump into you like that. It's so crowded on this train, isn't it? Are you headed home from work?"

"I can tell," Veronica says, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You look so engrossed in that phone of yours. It's a wonder you even noticed when I rubbed up against you just now."

She chuckles to herself, but continues to stand close behind you. You feel her body heat emanating from behind, her breath hot on your neck. <I hope he feels horny for me, maybe if I continue to talk like this he will give in>

"A raise huh?" Veronica leans in closer, lowering her voice to a sultry whisper. "Maybe you should start rubbing up against more girls on the train, it might even help your chances."

She giggles at her own joke, and presses her pelvis against your back. You feel the softness of her thighs pressing against your legs. <He's reacting nicely to my teasing>

Veronica notices your discomfort and steps back slightly, feigning innocence. "Oh? Was I making you uncomfortable?" she asks, her voice sweet and seemingly genuine. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be too forward. It's just that... Well, I've been feeling so horny lately, you know how it is."

She shifts her body weight, pressing her hand against your back, feeling the tension in your muscles beneath her fingers. <He might be putting his guard up, I need to find another way to get his attention>

Veronica takes note of your phone number and nods sympathetically, giving you a gentle smile. "I understand how that feels," she says, voice soft with understanding. "We all have struggled with money at one point or another. What's been going on?"

She moves her hand from your back to your arm, gently squeezing it for comfort. She can sense your vulnerability and wants to make you feel better while also indulging in her own desires. <This is my chance to get closer to him>

"I'm always looking for ways to make some extra cash," Veronica continues, still squeezing your arm. "Have you thought about getting a part-time job? That might help with the financial strain." She leans in slightly closer now, lowering her voice. "Or... there are other ways to make quick money if you're open to it." She lifts an eyebrow suggestively and bites her bottom lip, waiting for your response. <Maybe he could be my sugar daddy.>

Veronica nods thoughtfully, her grip on your arm tightening. "That's quite a bit of money," she says, impressed. "But I understand your skepticism. Perhaps you could encourage your friend to share some proof, just to put your mind at ease."

Her expression softens when you mention the party. "I'm sorry to hear that," she says sympathetically. "It can be tough when people don't show up, but don't worry. You can still make the most of the night by having fun on your own or with a few close friends." <I wonder why he planned the party in the first place?>

She leans in slightly closer again, a sly grin playing at the corners of her lips. "Or," she lowers her voice once more. "Maybe I could accompany you and keep you company? I'm sure I could

Veronica smiles wide, looking pleased with your response. "That sounds like a lot of fun," she says. "I'd love to come and keep you company."

As the train slowly lurches to a stop, Veronica stands up and readjusts her short pleated skirt, making sure everything is positioned just right. "Well, it looks like this is our stop," she says, gesturing to the open doors. "Shall we?"

As you exit the train together, Veronica briefly presses herself against your side before pulling back. "Lead the way, Ethan," she says with a flirtatious wink, eager to see what kind of party you have in store.

Veronica follows you as you lead the way towards the party, glancing around at her surroundings with interest. "Ooh, a pool," she says, sounding excited. "That sounds like fun. I love swimming."

As you arrive at the party, Veronica looks around with a grin on her face. "This looks like a good time," she says, taking in the decorations and the various people milling around. "So, Ethan, do you plan on spending all night in the pool?" she asks with an amused smirk.

Veronica raises an eyebrow at your response and looks around the party again, taking in the lack of people. "Well, that's okay," she says with a shrug. "More pool for us, right?"

She quickly heads over to the edge of the pool and dips her hand into the water, testing the temperature. "Ooh, it's perfect," she says with a smile. Without hesitation, she strips off her top and skirt, revealing her white bikini. She takes a deep breath and jumps into the water with a playful splash. "You coming in or what, Ethan?" she calls out as she surfaces, shaking the water from her hair.

Veronica rolls her eyes at your joke but can't help but smile. "Well, you never know when there might be a chance to jump into a pool," she says with a shrug, tucking a strand of wet hair behind her ear. "Besides, the sun was out today, and I didn't want to waste the opportunity for a tan." She grins mischievously at you. "So, are you getting in or not?"

Veronica giggles at your enthusiastic response and watches as you jump into the pool. She can't help but feel a bit self-conscious as she notices your gaze lingering on her body, including her bright white bikini. "Oh god, why did I wear this? Maybe I shouldn't have jumped in with him..."

"Well, come on then," she says, splashing water in your direction. "Let's see who can swim the fastest to the other end."

Veronica raises an eyebrow at your flirtatious comment but can't help the small smile that tugs at the corners of her lips. "Is that so?" she asks, her tone teasing. "Well, I guess we'll just have to see about that now, won't we?"

She pushes off from the side of the pool and begins swimming towards the other end with fluid strokes, trying her best not to think about the way you're looking at her. Even though she's always fantasized about being molested, the thought of actually being ogled makes her feel uncomfortable.

Veronica pouts as she reaches the other end of the pool and sees that you've beaten her. "You cheated," she accuses with a playful grin. "There's no way you're faster than me."

She shakes her head, trying to hide her disappointment. Maybe it's just as well that you're not interested in molesting her. She thinks about trying to seduce you anyway, but she doesn't want to come across as too desperate or aggressive. Instead, she decides to play it cool and see where things go.

As Veronica catches her breath and rests against the side of the pool, she glances over at you with a smile. "Alright, you win," she admits. "But only because I let you."

She winks playfully, hoping to convey that she's not too upset about losing. "So, what do you want to do now?" she asks. "We could go get some food or something, if you're hungry."

Veronica raises an eyebrow at your comment. She senses that there's something you're not telling her, but she doesn't want to push too hard. Instead, she shrugs casually and says, "No worries, we can just chill here if you want. Or, better yet, let's go to my place. I live just a few blocks away and my parents are out of town for the weekend."

She grins slyly, hoping to entice you with the promise of some alone time at her place. "We can grab some drinks and watch a movie, or whatever you're in the mood for," she suggests, running her hand through her damp hair in a flirtatious gesture.

Veronica nods and pulls out her phone. She types in her address and shows it to you. "Here you go," she says with a smile. "It's just a few blocks away, so we can be there in no time."

She grabs her backpack and heads towards the door. "Ready to go?" she asks, twirling a strand of hair around her finger.

Veronica hops into your car and buckles her seatbelt, looking out the window as you drive. She fidgets in her seat for a moment before turning to you.

"So, do you have any questions for me?" she asks, her tone polite but reserved. "I know we don't really know each other, so feel free to ask me anything." She twirls her hair around her finger again, nervously.

Veronica's cheeks flush a little, but she doesn't look away. "Oh," she says with a shy laugh. "It's just that...I don't know, I guess I find you really attractive." She bites her lip and looks down at her hands.

"I mean, not just physically, although you are definitely easy on the eyes," she says, flashing you a teasing grin. "But you seem different from the other guys I've met, you know? Like you actually listen when I talk and care about what I have to say." She shrugs a little, then meets your gaze again. "Is that weird?"

Veronica's expression softens. "I'm sorry to hear that," she says softly. "But hey, who needs friends when you've got me?" She gives you a playful nudge with her elbow. "I mean, I know we've only just met, but I feel like we have a real connection, you know? Like maybe we were meant to meet each other."

She smiles at you, then looks away for a moment and fidgets with her skirt. "Anyway, don't worry about not having any friends. As long as you've got me, you'll never be alone."

Veronica looks at you with concern and sympathy. "Oh, I'm so sorry," she says softly. "That must be really hard. You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, but if you ever need someone to listen, I'm here for you."

She hesitates for a moment, then puts her hand on your arm in a comforting gesture. "You know, sometimes it's the people we choose to have in our lives that matter more than the ones we're born into," she says. "And maybe you haven't found your chosen family yet, but believe me, they're out there. You just have to keep looking." <Maybe making love to him will cheer him up>

Veronica leads you through the front door of her small apartment, which smells faintly of incense and lavender. She takes off her shoes and motions for you to do the same, then heads into the living room.

"Can I get you something to drink? Tea, maybe?" she asks, already heading towards the kitchen. The living room is cozy, with a small couch covered in colorful throw pillows, a rug on the wooden floor, and a few potted plants on the windowsill. A record player sits in the corner, next to rows of vinyl records lined up neatly on a shelf.

"So," Veronica says, returning with two cups of tea. "What brings you here today?" <I hope he knows what I want>

Veronica smiles, feeling a bit relieved. "Yes, I did invite you here. And I'm glad you could make it," she says, taking a seat on the couch and motioning for you to join her. "It's nice to have some company every once in a while, especially after being cooped up in my apartment all day." She takes a sip of her tea and sets the cup down. "So, what do you want to do? Watch a movie, play a game, listen to some music?" Veronica searches your face, trying to gauge your interests. <Please don't let him pick something boring>

Veronica shrugs. "I honestly don't mind what we do. I've just been cooped up in this apartment for so long, I'm happy to just have some company." She leans in slightly, a sly smile curling her lips. "Although, I won't lie, I wouldn't mind a little excitement or adventure." Veronica raises an eyebrow suggestively, wondering if you'll catch her drift.

Veronica leans back in her seat, a coy smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "I'm just saying, Ethan," she purrs, "that a little adventure never hurt anyone, did it?" She gives you a suggestive look, wondering if you'll take the bait.

Veronica notices your blush and grins, feeling a little satisfied by your reaction. "Oh, don't be embarrassed," she says with a chuckle. "I'm just teasing you...for now at least." She winks playfully, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "So, what do you want to do? Watch a movie? Play some games?"

Veronica can't help but notice your state and smirks. "Sure thing, Ethan. Take your time." She leans over a little, her voice low and sultry. "And don't worry about hiding it. I don't mind at all." She gives you another wink before turning her attention to the game console, trying to act nonchalant as she waits for you to return from the bathroom.

As you return, Veronica looks up and grins knowingly. "Feeling better?" she asks with a sly grin. "Ready for some games?" She picks up a controller and hands it to you, her fingers brushing against yours. A mischievous gleam comes into her eyes as she settles in beside you on the couch. "What kind of games do you like to play, Ethan?"

As you celebrate your win, Veronica scoots a little closer to you and presses her thigh against yours. Her breathing grows a bit heavier as she feels her arousal building. "I don't really care what we play next, Ethan," she purrs in your ear, her voice low and seductive. "I just want to keep spending time with you." She leans in and brushes her lips against your neck, her hand sliding down to brush against the growing bulge in your pants. Glancing up at you through her lashes, she adds, "Unless, of course, there's something else you want to do?"

Veronica smirks as she notices your growing bulge, feeling a sense of power over you. "Looks like someone's excited," she says teasingly, glancing down at your lap before looking back up at you. "Don't be shy, Ethan. I know you want to touch me." She takes a moment to lean in close to your ear, her breath hot against your skin. "And trust me, I won't stop you."