thing I did after getting out of the cab was to drop the battery and SIM card into the nearest trashcan. I now had two disposable cell phones, five hundred in cash and two changes of clothes with my laptop. This was what I had to escape Tim and my own Government. We had all heard, repeatedly, of the street people. How those who lived off the grid were able to exist. They survived, eating at soup kitchens and sleeping in boxes on heating transoms. I hoped it wouldn’t come to that for me, just enough time to discourage those that followed me.
I walked to the station. Now, I entered to sit and wait for the traffic to pick up. People always sit around in any public building like Train and Bus stations. Mothers with small kids with no place to sleep that were cheap, really scary looking guys who mumbled to themselves, teens on the run. There were always a couple of cops who walked through, but didn’t bother anyone.
Finally, around eight in the morning, some business people along with some tourists came in. I joined a line to buy a ticket to Washington, D.C. I went out to the loading platforms and found a seat against the wall. The Amtrak train was sitting there and a porter loading the luggage and extra items on the cars. A few people were getting on the train.
I just watched until I saw what I wanted. A couple of young men, looking like college kids, embarked on the train, laughing as they pushed to a seat in the middle of a car. I could see them having fun through the windows of the car. I got up and went to the same car, and found a seat across from them. Since the car was not full, I dropped my backpack into the seat by the window so I could sit down in the aisle seat.
I gave one of the guys a nice smile. I got busy pulling out my laptop, bringing up a downloaded game.
It only took fifteen minutes before I had the two guys in the seats with me. One moved my backpack to sit beside me while another took the other seat across in the seat that faced backward. I stole the ball cap of one guy with a laugh and had it on my head before the train moved when the first Fed came through the car and up the aisle looking for a girl with long hair, traveling alone. Oh, yes, they had monitored my accounts.
I relaxed and had a good time with the guys. They were both heading to a new job in Washington, all excited, but a little worried. They were also interested in having a little last minute fling on the way to wearing a suit and tie for the future work days. This trip was about fifteen hours to Washington, but there would be a couple of stops along with some beautiful scenery. Since the three of them didn’t have sleeping arrangements, they would be camping in this car. I meant to help them have a good time, but no sex. Sorry guys—no quickies.
It was almost eight hours with food from a cart before they came into a station. “Hey, guys, lets stretch our legs.” I gathered my stuff, bringing my backpack. As they left, one of the guys commented about me not trusting anyone. On the other hand, this wasn’t unusual. After 911, no one left any type of luggage lying around. Any official was suspicious.
“Actually, I probably have a chance on a sleeper. Sorry, the offer is for one lady, no extra guys.” I shrugged, giving them a big smile. Then, I got off the train with them. We walked into the small station. I pointed towards the front where we could see a couple of chain restaurants through the windows. We had a quick bite, then went back to the train. I entered with them, but went on through the car and through the next one. I exited off the wrong side, stepping down on a track. I ducked down, pushed under a car of another parked train, then pulled myself up onto the deserted platform on the other side.
I looked around to see the steps that led up to the cross-over. It looked too open for me, so I went on until I found a section marked Employees Only . I went down a few steps only to find I was on a sidewalk that went
I walked to the station. Now, I entered to sit and wait for the traffic to pick up. People always sit around in any public building like Train and Bus stations. Mothers with small kids with no place to sleep that were cheap, really scary looking guys who mumbled to themselves, teens on the run. There were always a couple of cops who walked through, but didn’t bother anyone.
Finally, around eight in the morning, some business people along with some tourists came in. I joined a line to buy a ticket to Washington, D.C. I went out to the loading platforms and found a seat against the wall. The Amtrak train was sitting there and a porter loading the luggage and extra items on the cars. A few people were getting on the train.
I just watched until I saw what I wanted. A couple of young men, looking like college kids, embarked on the train, laughing as they pushed to a seat in the middle of a car. I could see them having fun through the windows of the car. I got up and went to the same car, and found a seat across from them. Since the car was not full, I dropped my backpack into the seat by the window so I could sit down in the aisle seat.
I gave one of the guys a nice smile. I got busy pulling out my laptop, bringing up a downloaded game.
It only took fifteen minutes before I had the two guys in the seats with me. One moved my backpack to sit beside me while another took the other seat across in the seat that faced backward. I stole the ball cap of one guy with a laugh and had it on my head before the train moved when the first Fed came through the car and up the aisle looking for a girl with long hair, traveling alone. Oh, yes, they had monitored my accounts.
I relaxed and had a good time with the guys. They were both heading to a new job in Washington, all excited, but a little worried. They were also interested in having a little last minute fling on the way to wearing a suit and tie for the future work days. This trip was about fifteen hours to Washington, but there would be a couple of stops along with some beautiful scenery. Since the three of them didn’t have sleeping arrangements, they would be camping in this car. I meant to help them have a good time, but no sex. Sorry guys—no quickies.
It was almost eight hours with food from a cart before they came into a station. “Hey, guys, lets stretch our legs.” I gathered my stuff, bringing my backpack. As they left, one of the guys commented about me not trusting anyone. On the other hand, this wasn’t unusual. After 911, no one left any type of luggage lying around. Any official was suspicious.
“Actually, I probably have a chance on a sleeper. Sorry, the offer is for one lady, no extra guys.” I shrugged, giving them a big smile. Then, I got off the train with them. We walked into the small station. I pointed towards the front where we could see a couple of chain restaurants through the windows. We had a quick bite, then went back to the train. I entered with them, but went on through the car and through the next one. I exited off the wrong side, stepping down on a track. I ducked down, pushed under a car of another parked train, then pulled myself up onto the deserted platform on the other side.
I looked around to see the steps that led up to the cross-over. It looked too open for me, so I went on until I found a section marked Employees Only . I went down a few steps only to find I was on a sidewalk that went
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