The train rocked her back and forth, sometimes gently; sometimes it grasped her body in a passionate to and fro, leaving her enveloped in memories as the train seduced her towards the point where it would take her all the way, back into the story. The belly began to hiccup. Hic, hic, and she felt it inside her, rocking, puffing, hic, rocking, groaning, hic, hic, to and fro. Her eyes closed, and she surrendered to it. Rock, puff, groan, hic; rock, puff groan, hic. Long journey; faster and faster. Rocking her onwards, until finally it would rest there, puffing gently. And she would have her release.
