The metro's dim lights cast shadows on her caramel skin as she sits, her long legs crossed, her eyes never leaving the man across from her. She's a temptress, a siren luring him in with her every move. Her fingers trace the hem of her skirt, pulling it up ever so slightly, revealing more of her smooth, toned thighs. She's playing him, and he's more than willing to be played. She stands, her body swaying with the motion of the train, and walks over to him, her high heels clicking on the floor. She sits on his lap, her arms wrapping around his neck, her lips finding his in a hungry, passionate kiss. He can feel her heat, her desire, and he knows he's in for a wild ride, one that he won't soon forget.