On the train to graduate school interview

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I'm from Shandong. I was a good student in school, a bit of a quiet type, with good character, helpful, straightforward, and I hate hypocrisy. Sometimes I'll argue with those who are hypocritical, but I've never been in a fight. I consider myself above average in looks, 1.8 meters tall, but some girls have been very fond of me. In my senior year, I received love letters from three freshmen, one of whom was the student council president. She asked me out and said she wanted me to hug her, but I was very devoted at the time and refused—for the girl who was like Athena in my heart—I pursued her for four years, and finally won her over in the fifth year. She was studying in Germany, and we had a virtual relationship for a year, even having sex a few times over the phone. We broke up without ever meeting in person—I was still a virgin at 25 for her, but because of one irresponsible thing I said, we broke up completely, without any chance of reconciliation. She was also very sad. Two months after the breakup, she returned to China, dropped out of graduate school, and started working for an airline in an office. Three months later, when she finally replied to my message, she told me that she had married a captain.

In utter despair, I went to a karaoke bar with a friend (I never went to karaoke bars before; my teacher said it wasn't a place for good students). On the night of December 31st, when I was 24, at 11:30 PM, I found a prostitute and booked a room. Because of the alcohol, we went on until 1 AM the following year. The prostitute didn't believe I was a virgin. Later, I asked if it was necessary to lie, and she believed me. She took off my condom, saying it had been too long and hurt. Since I was a virgin, I definitely didn't have any diseases. After we finished, I gave her 500 yuan and left. It was my first time, and I didn't feel anything at all. During the act, I was always afraid of being caught by my uncle. She was worried I had a disease, and I was even more worried. I knew I wasn't sick, but who knew if she was? Later, I heard from a friend that prostitutes who meet virgins usually give them 2000 yuan back. I stupidly gave her the money, saying she was only half-believing, and I had no way to prove I was a virgin.

A brief self-introduction; now, let's get to the main point.

Later, I had the opportunity to study for a Master of Engineering in Changsha. There were 70 people from Shandong and Henan taking the GCT exam, and I ranked 4th. The interview was just a formality, and I was officially a graduate student. I even took time off work to study, which was great. After packing my things, I boarded the train to Jinan (there were no direct trains, I had to transfer in the provincial capital). Usually, one ticket gets you a middle berth, and two tickets, unless otherwise specified, are upper and lower berths. I naturally slept in the middle berth. After boarding, I glanced around and didn't see any pretty girls. I picked up a copy of "Special Focus" and started reading. A little while later, an older woman approached the person in the berth opposite me, saying her family had upper and lower berths there, but she hadn't been able to get tickets together and now they were separated. She wanted to switch berths with her, but the person opposite her refused. She then came to me. Why not help someone? I said no problem, and we switched. After unloading my luggage, I immediately noticed the pretty girl in the middle berth opposite me and glanced at her a few more times. She also glanced at me a few times out of the corner of her eye. I also noticed the young man in his early twenties in the lower berth was occasionally looking at her. Everyone appreciates beauty, right? I took out that "Special Focus" magazine again and started reading. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the girl frequently glancing at me. I was quite pleased; it seemed she liked me too. I wanted to strike up a conversation but was too shy. The lights went out in the sleeper section at ten o'clock, so I couldn't read anymore. She had also gone to bed. I really regretted not taking the initiative to talk to her for a while, even just exchanging contact information would have been nice. My mind was racing, and I couldn't fall asleep. I noticed she seemed to be sleeping soundly, one arm draped over the edge of her bunk. Looking at her slender little hand, I felt a surge of desire. I really wanted to reach out and hold it, but after repeatedly convincing myself of all the possible consequences, I still didn't dare. Later, I remembered that she kept looking at me, so she probably didn't mind. I mustered up my courage and reached out to hold her hand. There was no reaction. It felt very soft and comfortable to hold. Was she asleep and didn't feel anything? That shouldn't be the case. I guessed she was willing. After holding her hand for a few minutes, I slowly and forcefully kneaded it. Even if she was asleep, she would have been woken up by my hand, but she still didn't react. Now I knew what was going on. I immediately got up, propped myself up on my feet, and placed my feet on the edge of the lower bunk. Without saying a word, I kissed her little mouth. She just let out a soft moan and kissed me back with her tongue. The feeling was both comfortable and exciting!

After kissing for about ten minutes, I started touching her breasts. She kept her eyes closed, and seemed to be enjoying it. I occasionally opened my eyes to look around. Everyone was asleep, except for the guy in the lower bunk who was secretly watching us. As soon as he saw me looking at him, he immediately pretended to be asleep. I guess he was enjoying watching too. I got an erection, and I felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, so I spoke to the girl. I said, "You're so beautiful." She thanked me. I suggested we chat for a while, and she nodded. We sat on a chair in the aisle and chatted for a bit. I learned her name was Xia, and she was a yoga instructor. She was going to Beijing to study. She kept thinking I looked like her ex-boyfriend. I said, "Come here, let me hug you." She obediently sat on my lap. Despite being 1.7 meters tall, she was surprisingly light and soft. I chatted with her while touching her breasts, occasionally kissing her, until after 3 a.m. I said it was getting late and we should rest, exchanged contact information, and went to sleep. After getting off the train, a friend in Jinan picked me up. Just as I was about to get in the car, I remembered something, so I asked my friend to wait a moment. I took out a three-piece set of 7-brand nail clippers from my bag, which I had bought in Nan*bang City, and chased after her to give it to her as a souvenir. She happily accepted it. After that, I went to Changsha and kept in touch with her. Later, she contacted me too frequently, and she needed me to accompany her when she wanted to chat. I felt this was restricting me. She wanted to take things further, but I told her I had a girlfriend and we were getting married soon. She understood what I meant, and gradually we contacted each other less.

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