The Look

I was waiting for a train today.

Out of the corner of the eye I could see someone repeatedly looking over at me.

I didn't want to look, but I thought she was pretty hot.

The looks kept coming. Sure, I felt smug about it. Jobe's the fucking boss, right?

The train came. She stood up to get on.

I hung back to catch a glimpse.

It was a dude.

I sucked him off, but it just wasn't the same as a chick...

*sigh*