*I want him inside of me. God damn the consequences, I want his cock in my pleasure hole.* This went through Evine’s head right before she and Davon had sex in the train’s bathroom.
One month earlier Evine wasn’t that excited that she had to go to summer school. However, it was the only way for her to stay in her prestigious art school. With some resentment, she looked through the different summer courses offered by nearby colleges. None of them looked good to her. In the end, she settled for the “Sociological perspectives on the function of Art” course given at a liberal arts college a three-hour train ride from her art school.
A month later, when Evine had packed her bags and was on her way to the train station, she still wasn’t excited for her week of summer school. The weeks before she left had been spent lying on the beach, recovering from her finals. She wasn’t keen on switching the beach for the classroom. But well, what can you do?
When Evine arrived at the station she thought to herself. Let’s try to be a bit more positive and make the best of my time in Farlo, the town Evine was going to.