Just Amanda and the guy now

The door had no sooner closed than the 'slumbering' guy had jumped to his feet, checking the recording on his cell phone and aiming it towards the sleeping girl. His other hand dug into his pocket, taking out a couple of small pills.

Stoppipng at Amanda he knelt in front of her, inspecting her goods up close, both with his eye and the camera of his phone. He really wished he had a proper camera, but this would have to do.

Smiling at the sight he stood up. He could always do what he wanted since no one else was here but he wasn't a guy to take too many chances when it came to ****. He liked his victims **** and compliant. Almost agreeable. With the two tablets he put into her mouth she'd do anything he wanted for the next ten hours. Not that he'd likely use her that long, but the next lucky guy or dozen would have fun with her too.

Like a vet he massaged her throat, coaxing the muscles there to swallow on their own, carrying the pills down her throat to her stomach where they'd metabolize in no time. Putting them in drinks would have been better, but he didn't have that luxury.

Unfortunately he now had to wait for the effects to sit and hope that no one would interrupt them. Deciding to wait a couple of minutes he walked back to his former seat, willing time to speed up, and hoping against hope that no one would get on at the next stop. They were away from the party areas but there some industrial areas coming up so there could be workers coming aboard who'd worked the late-shift. Sighing he wondered if he should try sneaking her off the train, maybe into the toilets.

His thoughts were interrupted by the slowing of the train, and he stiffened, eyes flicking from her to the windows as he waited to see how this station would affect his plans