Midnight Express
Back when your very own Badbob was gainfully employed on the trains - as opposed to dodging them on the tracks as he does now - He decided one night to partake of a few pints after work.

So I left my car at home, and after finishing my shift at Motherwell I took the train back to the town where I live. I boarded the last Glasgow-Lanark service (about 11:15pm), which on the Friday night in question was like a zoo. There were neds swinging from the luggage racks and booze-hounds singing. The train was packed.

Once they witnessed a uniformed (though off-duty) member of staff board the train, they mostly returned to their seats, which allowed me an uninterrupted view up the carraige.

Something, however, caught my eye at the far end. A blonde. Her head about a foot above everyone else. With a look of pleasure on her face. Then she started to rise, and fall, then rise, and fall... and so forth. She was only being rodgered from behind by her boyfriend on a packed train.

The oscillations got faster until the PA announced we were arriving into Wishaw, at which point she and her boyfriend got up, and got off (literally).

Now, I came across some dodgy activities on the trains of the Greater Glasgow area. Lesbian goth teenagers making out in empty carraiges (well, they thought they were empty, and that I wasn't dribbling into my ticket machine from a few rows away), obvious MMF threesomes inside the toilets (Again, teenagers. The girl was fugly, and the boys were camp as christmas). But, that one took the biscuit.

The chap that had been sitting next to them had quite a grin on his face though. (and possibly a fishy finger as well) :-)
(badbob82 actually has mates called Rex and Wendy, Thu 23 Apr 2009, 16:47, 1 reply)

Ah last trains out of Glasgow....
So many body fluids have been left over them trains!
(puggs, Thu 23 Apr 2009, 18:44, closed)