Wolf on Rails Can not Escape

It had been many years since I had last breathed fresh air - eight years. I had spent all that time in a dark cell, starting from the moment of my arrest. I told the bailiff I was remorseful, but those words were just an empty formality. In fact, for the past eight years, I'd been revisiting the voices of the girls I'd managed back then.

The long imprisonment had not weakened my desires at all; on the contrary, it had only intensified them. And now that I was free at last, I could once again follow my impulses.

In front of me is the familiar railroad station. From this day forward, I will come here again and again, in search of pleasure. Every beautiful woman on that train will be the object of my attention. The old railroad wolf awakens and is ready to go out hunting again.