Gates started to descend, lights blinking, the bells clanging with them. The familiar lights and sounds of a protected grade crossing filled the night air, signaling the arrival of the mighty train.Off in the distance, one of the men saw a bright light start to approach. Moments later, alternating ditch lights started flashing, creating an eerie lighting effect on the snowy ground in front of it as they alternated. The ditch light almost gave the impression that the train was pushing the world out of its way as it approached. The horn started its insistent bawling, the train belted out the sound of the morse code letter “G”, the required sequence for approaching an at grade crossing of the tracks. Long, Long, Short, Long; Long, Long, Short, Long!As the train hurtled toward them, the ground began to shake and rumble, and they could feel it even through the comfortable, softly sprung and padded seats in the old Mercedes. It shook the ground enough that had the car’s engine been. He slowly stood up, then reached down and grabbed her arm and yanked her up, right against him. She let out a little cry as his arm came around her and held her against his body. He wanted her. He didn’t give a shit who she was, why she was here, he just wanted to feel himself between her legs. He would have loved to have just thrown her down and pushed himself in her, but he was a gentleman, or was at one point in his life. He took a deep breath, and looked down at her. She glanced up at him, and blinked a couple time, then put her hand on his chest. He opened his mouth to say something, but stopped when she gasped and tried to pull away. ‘I’m sorry…’ she whispered. He blinked and looked at her, wondering what she was sorry for? Breaking into his house? Breaking his things? Or making him want her so bad. ‘I got blood on you….’ the girl looked back up at him with tears in here eyes. 
Blood? he thought, then looked down. Her hand was bleeding. There was blood on his shirt. He took a.
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