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This was not what Natalie had expected. The angry thing she held in her hand didn't seem to belong to the mild, shy man she'd believed she was sitting next to. He felt powerful. Primal. Dominant in a way that bypassed all words. She wanted to get down on her knees and...

Pride comes before a fall... but what if the descent becomes the wildest ride of your life? Two sisters - Natalie and Patti - become rivals when they challenge each other's daring on a dark, downward spiral where nobody is quite who or what they seem, and where transgressing sexual boundaries is the norm.

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Feeling massive second thoughts, Natalie looked around. God, there wasn’t even enough room to do anything! The cubicle was tiny, and Teacher was tall, and not insubstantial. They would certainly have to do it standing up. Do whatever it was they were going to do… Natalie’s mind blanked as the train jerked and swayed across a set of points.

Bracing herself, she reached into her bag for a lipstick, then - as best she could - painted her mouth. Scandalous Red, it said on the end of the slim black tube, and that made Natalie grin and pull herself together. Highly appropriate, she thought. How much more scandalous could you get than getting it on with a total stranger on a train?

It was mad. Downright dangerous. Gross and disgusting. But even so she didn't want to turn back now.

As she stuffed the lipstick back in her bag, there was a soft knock at the door, and as her heart revved up, Natalie saw a fleeting inner image of Patti, her half sister.

God, would Patti do this? Natalie paused with her hand on the door’s locking mechanism. Her sister was so quiet, so imperturbable, so safe, so unimaginative. Which was probably why her husband had left her, vacating their pristine suburban bed after only a year or two of marriage.

Suddenly it was the thought of outraging Patti, as much as the man outside, which galvanised Natalie. She slid the lever to unlock the toilet door.

For a heartbeat, she wondered whether it was just someone wanting the loo who’d knocked, then absolute certainty kicked in and she schooled her features into a mask of non surprise.

Her shy teacher’s face was picture. Almost every emotion a man could feel was in it. Fear. Doubt. Horror. Total lust. This man hated himself… but he was still here. He wanted her even if it meant a descent into hell as a consequence.

The door had only been open for a fraction of a second, but it seemed like an age. Hearing other travellers approach, Natalie said nothing, but grabbed Teacher by the sleeve and hauled him inside.

‘I -’ he began, his brow furrowing furiously as he could get no further. He seemed incapable of coherent speech - or action.

For a moment, Natalie’s doubts welled up. It was the first time this had happened to her too, and the weight of responsibility seemed to squash down her libido.

Good God, men! They either knew too much or, in this case, too little. When was she ever going to find one who was just right? Losing her patience, she slid her hand around the back of his neck and pulled his face down to hers.

‘I’m Steven… My name’s Steven,’ he gasped in the second she drew breath to kiss him.

And I’m Natalie, pleased to meet you, she thought savagely as his mouth opened to her tongue. His own tongue lay quiescent, warm and malleable, but as she teased and badgered it with hers, she felt his hands come up and curve around her back. His long fingers spread against her through the jersey of her top.

So, not so useless after all…

Natalie’s spirits rose as Steven’s grip strengthened, and finally he fought back at her with his tongue. Pressing her body to his, she could feel the exceptional erection she’d explored back in the carriage. There was no diminution in its size or hardness, in fact it seemed even more imposing. He’d shed his jacket now, and she imagined him walking down the aisle after her, unable to disguise the telltale bulge. She wound her fingers into his thick, soft, curly hair and mashed her lips against his, conscious of smearing Scandalous Red across both their faces.

‘Please… I… what do you want?’ he gasped as they broke apart, the lurid lipstick like a badge of sin around his mouth.

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