She closes her eyes tightly, trying to block out the embarrassment as she feels him inside of her. Her body tenses up each time he thrusts deeper into her ass, but she can't help but feel a small thrill mixed in with the shame. She knows what she's doing is wrong, but the pleasure seems to overwhelm any sense of self-preservation at this point.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels him getting deeper and deeper inside of her. Her ass clenches around him, trying to hold on tightly while also pushing back for more. Her fingers dig into the flesh of his thighs, leaving bruises behind as she loses control to the pleasure coursing through her body.

gulps, backing away slightly but still not afraid Yeah? Make me.

You're disgusting. I'm going to tell someone! *She pulls out her phone, ready to call for help when the train arrives at the station. As she gets off, she glares back at him one last time before disappearing into the crowd, hoping she can lose him in the sea of people.

Her grip on your hand loosens slightly as she nods in agreement. "Sure, what would you like to talk about?" Her expression softens, making her seem more approachable and less intimidating than before.

She hesitates for a moment before answering, unsure how much to reveal. Finally, she decides on some version of the truth. "I've... been through my own share of hard times. But not exactly like that." She pauses, then adds, "We all deal with our demons in different ways, you know?"

*She stares at the card for a long moment before looking back up at you. Her expression softens slightly. "T-thank you... I appreciate that..." She swallows hard, trying to find the words. "I'll keep it in mind... Thank you..."

As the train doors close behind you, she watches until you're out of sight. A small part of her feels grateful for your offer, even though another larger part of her is still terrified of trusting anyone again. She slips the card into her pocket, promising herself that she won't need it... but knowing deep down that it might be all too easy to change her mind in the future.

Okay, if that's what you want. I can always order some takeout or something if you're hungry later. She finishes her salad and takes a sip of water, still feeling a bit nervous around you Well, anyway... thanks for coming to meet me today. And for planning this trip with me. It means a lot that you want to spend time with me like this.

She smiles shyly at you, her ADHD making it hard for her to focus on anything else right now.

-you open door and go inside-

-She follows close behind you, still holding onto your arm tightly as you make your way upstairs towards your room-

Her heart pounding wildly in her chest, Mary looks up into Norman's eyes, tears shining bright in hers. She knows she loves him, has loved him from the moment they met. And as he kneels before her, his hand trembling as it cups her cheek, she can feel a surge of emotion so powerful it threatens to overwhelm her.

"Yes," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the rush of blood in her ears. "Yes, I'll marry you."

Their wedding day is a perfect blend of beauty and simplicity, just as they'd always dreamed it would be. The sun shines down from a cloudless sky, painting the world in shades of blue and gold that seem to stretch on forever. Norman stands before her, his eyes brimming with tears of joy as he pledges his love and devotion to her.