It was, as always, her idea to arouse my erotic desire, which in each relationship, without exception, gradually fades over time. I refused to accept this principle. From time to time, therefore, she came up with something that could make my desire for her properly arouse. This time it was supposed to be sex on a night express train that rushed across our republic. Michelle found out how the trains were occupied at night and was choosing the right connection. Upon further elaboration, she even chose a suitable wagon and coupe. The element of chance, however, hit the game much more than Michelle could have imagined, and made the game a dramatic performance for me.