Tales from the Finchbottom Vale – (47) Strangers on a Train (Part 03)
Just then the train jerked and the clumsy passenger fell into his lap but she quickly pushed back against him with her buttocks and scrambled unsteadily to her feet without him getting a look at them.
“Sorry” she said and as she did so he was able to detect the aroma of alcohol.
Then the train lurched once more and she again fell against him and again she scrambled to her feet.
“Sorry” she said once more and this time he got to look at his assailant, it was the lovely Lady I the peach suit Francesca Carrington-Webber.
Not that he knew that was her name, he just knew her as the woman in the peach suit that he had seen on the train that morning.
While Paul was admiring her at close quarters the train lurched and she fell into his lap for the third time.
This time as she scrambled up he tried to aid her ascent by pushing her up, but instead he accidently got intimate with her buttocks.
“Sorry” she said again
“For goodness sake stop apologizing” he chastised her and he sat her down on the seat beside him
“Thank you” she said with a giggle “I’m Francesca”
“Pleased to meet you” he said “I’m Paul”
Jenny was fast asleep in the seat opposite and was snoring so Paul filmed her on his phone.
“Does your girlfriend always snore?” Francesca asked
“Jenny’s not my girlfriend” he replied “She’s just a colleague”
Paul went on to explain why they were together and what they had been doing all day.
“And is she happy about just being colleagues?” she asked
“Oh yes she’s very happy” he said “Jen plays for the other team”
“Ah so where is your girlfriend then?” Francesca asked
“There isn’t one at the moment” he replied
“Really? I am surprised” she said and blushed
“So what’s a beautiful woman like you doing out on her own?”
“You shouldn’t say things like that,” she said blushing again
“Why not? It’s true,” Paul said “Someone as lovely as you must have a significant other in your life”
“An insignificant other more like” she snapped and he raised an eyebrow
“Husband” she clarified
“So where is he?” he asked in amazement because if she had been his wife he wouldn’t have let her out of his sight.
“Either playing Golf or drinking with his mates and talking about Golf” she relied matter of factly.
Paul could tell she was unhappy, so not wanting to upset her he steered the conversation back to more light hearted matters
Shortly after that the driver announced that they were approaching Forest Dean she said with a hint of disappointment in her voice.
“That’s my stop,”
“Mine too” he said then added, “I wish it wasn’t”
“Me too” she said “I was enjoying our chat”
He woke Jenny and introduced her and Francesca by which time the train had pulled into the station.
Francesca got unsteadily to her feet and when the doors opened he offered her his arm to help her on to the platform, but once she had hold of it she was not inclined to let it go.
After going through the barriers Jenny said good night and rushed off to the car park where her girlfriend was waiting.
Francesca had already mentioned in conversation that she was getting a cab home, so the code of chivalry dictated what he should do, so he offered to walk her to the taxi rank.