What the hell's going on?

Two separate thoughts fought to hold my attention.

First, what the hell is going on now with this goddamn train? Why are we stopping? That was so dangerous.

Secondly, though, if I don't fuck Sameera soon, I may explode. My cock still refused to go back down, and my body surged with a lust as if watching Sameera had induced an intoxicating, uncontrollable effect. I thought about running back to my dorm to quickly relieve myself with a few solitary minutes with my right hand.

I tucked my pulsing boner in the waistband of my pants and continued up the stairs. As I entered the main hallway at the top of the stairs, I immediately noticed the bustling atmosphere as people walked in both directions, confused and trying to figure out what was going on. As I walked towards my dorm, there was a brief announcement saying that part of a crumbling building had collapsed onto the tracks and it would take about 24 hours to clear it, and that if people wanted to get off the train in that time, it was fine to do so. Almost immediately crowds created a bottleneck at the exits, eager to get off the train. This was appealing to me too, but I was still horny as hell. I was almost to my room when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

It was Crystal. She smiled. She was wearing a tank top that showed so much cleavage it actually reminded me of Karina's plump ass from the other night. Her tits were pushed all the way up to her throat. She saw me staring and gave a small laugh.

"You know who's in my room right now?" she asked. I shook my head dumbly.

"No one." She silently took my hand and led me past where I would have turned to get to my dorm and down another hall to hers.