It was still very early in the morning when my train left for Berlin. Still completely sleepy, I took a seat in my compartment and looked at the houses and trees as they passed by the windows like fleeing shadows.

It was once again one of those class trips that I actually could not stand death, because I liked neither hotels nor those annoying train rides. I flipped a little annoyed and bored in the usual journals lying out when suddenly opened my compartment door and a young girl in a short summer dress squeezed through the door.

She had high-set hair and countless freckles on my face which I actually liked quite well, if only it had not been for those repulsive horn-rimmed glasses. She looked quite helpless and whispered a soft hello at our first eye contact. I nodded a little grumpily and buried myself behind my newspaper again. That started well, I thought, because there were two things I did not like at all.

On the one hand there were all kinds of train driving and on the other, if I had to do this with strangers. She was still standing there like a little tramp and seemed to be thinking feverishly about how she got her suitcases on the luggage rack. Not having much interest in her, I decided not to help her and acted as if I did not notice her.

Out of the corner of my eye, I watched as she lifted the first suitcase to balance it directly above me, on the counter. Of course it came as it had to come, that girl landed on my lap, while her fucking heavy suitcase landed on my shoulders. There was silence for a moment and it took me a moment to sort out.

In the fall her too short skirt had slipped, which gave me a full view of her panties. Pretty upset, I jumped up and wordlessly threw her suitcase in the tray. I placed the other one on the opposite seat and hurriedly asked her to sit down. It was really a pawn, because she sat down so strangely that I could pretty clearly see her crack.

Nevertheless, she had a very appealing character for me, which would have been an escapade value. She was a very thin and skinny model in the category, “Where do I get something to eat?” I stood up to such skinny girls and could not resist them unless they had horn-rimmed glasses or behaved like a pawn ,

The whole train ride, I now looked at her crack and tried to imagine how the sex would have been without her conspicuous behavior. After another hour I finally arrived in Berlin and drove directly to the pre-reserved hotel. It was a very pleasant room that had a relatively high quality finish. The skinny and skinny model was still buzzing around in my head, causing me, without it, to want a permanent permanent erection.

As always, I carried the business cards from the escort in Berlin with me at foreign seminars and wondered if I should treat myself, as otherwise, a nice side jump. In order to finally push this peasant out of my mind, I opened the website of the escort in Berlin and looked at me similarly thin and skinny models that I could be interested in the sex ago.

I was always enthusiastic about the different girls and after only a few minutes I found the first girls who would be suitable for me. I knew that the escort in Berlin was the safest option when it came to a well-groomed infidelity. At some point I had a very thin and skinny model, which was not only very attractive, but also had very refreshing freckles on my face.

For the same evening I booked the girl at the escort in Berlin and was looking forward to some variety. Before, however, I allowed myself a long shower, before I went down to the restaurant. The food was really top notch so I enjoyed two cocktails at the bar before my date. Around eight o’clock I said goodbye to my room and prepared myself for my upcoming date.

A date with a thin and skinny model in Berlin

I could not deny a slight excitement when it knocked on the door on time at half past eight. Gently, I opened the door, where I faced a very delicate and slender model. Strangely, she seemed somehow familiar to me, but could not associate the girl, nor connect with anything else known to me. She responded to my request to enter only very hesitant and made at all a very uncertain impression.

After we finally sat down, I poured her a glass of champagne and tried to start a conversation. After a few minutes, I was startled, because the girl asked me: “If I would often go by train?” It was like dandruff from my eyes. She was actually the farmer’s tramp from the train. Everyone will be able to imagine that it took a while until we got closer.

Nevertheless, the sex was an absolute highlight and again it was expected a very complication-free infidelity of the better kind. Had someone this morning still prophesied that I would have sex with this girl, then I would have bet my house on it.