One of the changes requires that I venture into the city one or two days per week to perform some new duties (more on that coming soon).
So on each appointed morning i walk to the station to catch the 8 o’clock train into the city. i could drive but the use of the cars is the prerogative of Goddess and She keeps those for Her own requirements.
i was sitting on the train one day when something amazing came into view. Entering the car was one of the most strikingly beautiful young Women i have ever laid eyes upon. Such elegance and beauty have i rarely seen. Even amongst all the beautiful Women of the world She was one of the most breathtaking . About 5’8”, with cascading blonde hair, striking cheekbones, full luscious lips, a sweet button nose, a brilliant smile and a classically beautiful figure.
She moved with a complete grace beyond Her years (early to mid 20’s i would guess) yet retained an aloof arrogance which only multiplied Her allure. An arrogance which only extreme beauty allows.
Each morning i see Her it’s the same routine. She enters the train car, moves gracefully down the aisle and takes the same window seat mid-car. i fully admit that i now always find a seat from which i can observe her entrance yet maintain a respectful distance.
A remarkable thing is the way She seems to almost float in air, oblivious to all around Her. She has all the appearance of a young professional Women on the fast track yet retains an adorable girlishness about Her that only adds to Her seductiveness.
Yet She does nothing to encourage the attention Her absolute beauty commands. It’s as if She is only too aware of what power it gives Her but She does nothing to exercise that power or even call attention to Herself.
She really doesn’t have to...
Being so distracted by Her beauty on that first day i saw Her i didn’t notice something at first. Each morning as She enters the train i watch as men’s heads turn towards Her as She passes. She is that irresistible.
i’ve seen men turn to watch Her from behind as She passes by. One morning i saw a male board the rain and literally become transfixed. This male tripped over the seat he tried to enter as he wasn’t able to pay attention to where he as going in Her presence.
It’s an amazing spectacle to behold.
Yet despite all this She seems completely unaware of all the commotion She causes among the male passengers.
She keeps to Herself and rarely turns Her head away from Her iPhone or the window to acknowledge any of these males.
They seem unworthy of Her attention.

How is it that no gentleman brings her coffee and crumpets asking for leave to sit with her?
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