Quickly pulling on her pants she whispered, "Goodbye," and turned and walked back down the corridor. Quickly pulling on my pants and fastening them, I rushed out trying to catch up with her, but she stepped on the train and the doors closed between us. We stood, separated by the glass in the door, just looking at each other. As the train started moving, she opened her jacket and adjusted her blouse to give me one last peek at her bra. She then blew me a kiss as the train quickly sped away.
