No this... this wasn't happening. He couldn't have gotten on the train, not while it was moving!Standing with his back to the closed door, hands still... in his pockets, the man regarded Sarah as she slowly moved from seat to seat, until she bumped against the end of the row. As he watched, she suddenly got up and ran in the other direction, her heels clicking against the linoleum of the floor of the car. Breathlessly gasping, fearing an asthma attack, Sarah yanked the handle, jerking the door. For now." She looked around the apartment and walked over to the living room window."What a lovely view," she commented turning her head to speak directly to him. "From what you told me, you were really lucky to find this unit, and now you have that great new property just waiting for you." Well, there's a bit of work to do, you know, but ... yes, I feel very fortunate to have found both these places. In fact, I've been pretty lucky lately, period!" he said, pointedly looking at her.Ingrid. Turner," Nathan says and places his hand on mine. I look over at Nathan and I now see what appears to be a lustful look in his eyes. "Well, will you look at the time? Jason, we have a ton of work to get done," I growl. "Oh yes, we do. Sorry to cut this visit short, but as my wife just said, we have a ton of work to get done. Maybe after we're all settled in we can have you two over for dinner and maybe play some games," Jason cheerfully says. We all stand up. Kara and Jason walk into the living. “See that color, young lady? That shade of red? How relaxed his face looks? How his eyes beg for more?” Bayonetta turned her steely gaze to Heather. “That only happens when a man is enjoying himself.”“YYYYUHHH BBBIIHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” Heather pulled at her bonds uselessly, the chair scraping on the floor as she channeled her pent up energy into a futile tantrum.*SMACK*Bayonetta smiled after delivering a final swat. “Stand up, Cheshire.”James gingerly picked himself up from her lap and stood..