Runaway

(Part 1 from 1)

Kim sat at the back of the bus trying to get a little sleep. She was a small woman, with dyed black hair that had red highlights. She had stunningly blue eyes and skin that could have been paler than the moon. She was thin and well muscled. She had on a black hooded sweatshirt and black pants. 

Kim had been traveling by bus around the United States for the past three months. She was originally from Prague. She had left and ran away, hitch hiking around Europe for the past three years. 
She had managed to access the trust fund her parents had left her, before they had disowned her. She with the help of a few friends had managed to withdraw it all before her parents had it transferred to their account. She found out that it was close to $700,000. She had put most of the money on debit cards, but had friends keeping about 100k in cash, for safekeeping. 

Kim was heading to Chicago to visit a friend, and celebrate her eight-teenth birthday. She was taking the bus to a train-station and then getting on a train from Portland to Chicago.
Kim jerked up and reached for the knife she kept hidden in her pocket as someone shook. She relaxed when she saw it was just the bus driver.
"This is your stop isn’t it?" he said smiling kindly.

"Yes thank you" Kim replied getting up and grabbing her duffel bag from the compartment above her head. She got off the bus and hurried into the station. Despite her attempts to escape the rain, she was completely soaked by the time she reached the front doors. 

With a sigh and shudder Kim went to the nearest restroom and took a towel out of her duffel. As she dried off she watched the people coming and going behind her in the mirror. She nearly jumped when she saw a young woman glance appreciatively at her ass.

Kim threw the towel back in her duffel and hurried out of the restroom. She found where her train was and hurried over to it. She couldn’t afford to miss the train; there wouldn’t be another one to Chicago for at least three days.

Kim got on the train and found a seat at the back off one of the passenger cars. She curled up and rested her head against the cold window. She gradually listened to the train filling up. Kim was just starting to drift off when someone asked her if they could sit next to her since most of the seats were already full. Kim nodded and started to drift off again.
"Hi, I’m Evie," said the woman next to Kim, extending her hand. Obviously this woman had no intentions of letting her sleep.

"Kim," Kim replied, shaking the extended hand. Kim sat up and turned to get a better look at the woman next to her. She was shockingly beautiful with long blond hair that went down past her waist and green eyes that shown like emeralds in the dim light of the train compartment.
She let go of the tall beauty’s hand reluctantly. Kim smiled; she had no intentions of going to sleep now. She spent the next couple hours talking about nothing important, life, weather, books and movies, etc.

"Hey you want to go up to the dinner cart and have some dinner, I’ll buy." Said Evie.
"Sure" said Kim; free meals were hard enough to come by any-ways. They got up and made their way up to the dining car, Kim started to go to a table, but Evie grabbed her hand and told her to come on. Confused, Kim followed Evie to the first class dining car. 

This was not what she had expected; she panicked when the conductor asked to see their first class seating tickets. Evie smiled and reached into her pocket, she pulled out to first class tickets.
"Don’t ask" she muttered as she led Kim to a table in the corner. She sat down and Evie sat down opposite her. Kim felt Evie rest her leg against her thigh. Evie smiled and continued talking as though she hadn’t even noticed. Evie helped Kim order since Kim wasn’t used to such nice dining. 


Kim dazedly allowed Evie to tell her what to order. Kim and Evie ate a nice dinner; it was the best Kim had had in a long time. She was feeling heady from the rich food and the wine Evie had somehow procured, without being asked for a license. 
"So, where are you planning to sleep tonight?" Evie asked.
"I was just planning to bunk down in coach" Kim replied.
"Oh, that wont do at all. You can stay in my compartment; there is plenty of room for both of us. " Said Evie. Kim agreed without complaint. Her head was to clouded by the wine. Evie paid for the dinner, in cash none the less! Then she led Kim to her compartment. Where they continued to talk for a while. 

"You should go get your stuff" suggested Evie "I’m gonna take a quick shower while your getting your stuff."

Kim nearly ran out of the room when Evie started pulling her clothes off. Right there in front of Kim. She hurried back to the passenger car and picked up her stuff. She walked back to the compartment, and slid the door open without even thinking. She realized and quickly closed the door, while keeping her eyes tightly shut. Kim heard Evie laugh at Kim’s embarrassment. 
"Come in, honey, don’t worry I wont bite" said Evie, leaving out the last word of the sentence, which had been "much". Kim entered the compartment and set her stuff down on by the foot of the bed. She turned around to face Evie and nearly died of embarrassment. Evie was standing in the middle of the room with only a pair of lacy panties on.

"Something wrong, dear?" Evie asked
Going red, Kim started to reply but was to embarrassed, she stared as hard as she could at the plastered wall. She heard Evie’s husky laugh right behind her. Kim could feel Evie’s breath warm against the back of her neck. Kim felt Evie bring her arms up underneath Kim’s and wrap themselves around Kim. With a hand resting on each breast. Kim jumped a bit and tried to move but couldn’t. Both Kim’s body and Evie seemed to be against Kim’s mind in this issue.

Kim felt Evie’s breasts pressed up against her back. She shuddered as Evie started kissing her neck. She eventually gave up her struggle, and just lay there limply inn disbelief. She wanted to reply passionately to Evie’s actions but she remembered the last time she had done this with a girl.

She had been fifteen; it was with her best friend. She had no idea that her parents would get home early. They had caught Kim and her best friend in the middle of it. She remembered her mother’s scream, her father beating her. She had run out of the house and never came back. She had tried to find her friend but she had never been able to get close enough to talk to her. She had been under constant surveillance by her parents, and Kim’s, in hopes they could lure Kim into their grip. 

Kim had managed a few days earlier to sneak a brief moment with her friend, Kristine. Kristine had told her to run and not come back for her sake, they had kissed and Kim had never seen Kristine again. She had intended to come home in a few years and find Kristine.

Kim woke up she was lying on Evie’s bed. She looked up to see Evie hovering over her worriedly. 
"Oh thank the goddess, Kim your alright" Evie said
"What happened?"
"You passed out" replied Evie, seeming to hope that Kim had passed out before she had started trying to screw her. She hoped Kim wouldn’t remember she was totally embarrassed. It must have been the wine she thought to herself. She helped Kim up into a sitting position.

Kim shook her head a bit. Then she turned to face Evie. She’s so beautiful thought Evie. Evie was still in the middle of this thought when she felt Kim’s lips pressed against hers. All Evie could do was kiss back. It wasn’t the wine this time thought Evie as Kim dragged her down onto the bed.

Kim nearly ripped Evie’s shirt off in her haste. Managed to get it off and latched herself hungrily onto Evie’s breasts. She pulled off Evie’s pants and thong. Then she slid herself down and planted her face in Evie’s wet crotch. Within a few seconds Evie was screaming into a pillow as her orgasm ripped through her. Kim rolled off of Evie and lay down beside her. Evie rolled over and snuggled up to her new lover. They stayed there for most of the trip except when one of them would head south for a drink.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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