You look into her eyes and grab her breast. It turns you onto feel her in your hands vital you're saddened by the lack of response from your body.
She blushes and smiles. She then says, "I expected you to take it a bit slower then that. Why don't we meet up once we're back in the city."
Pretty soon you both get off the trian. You can feel your pants brush up on your crotch, reminding you that nothing is there. Even if you do end up with this girl you can't orgasm or anything.
You both walk out of the train. And she silently gestures to a public restroom in the station.
You both run in. She's so naive. She's exited for something she's not going to get from you. Once you get into a stall she takes off her shirt revealing parkey young breasts, beautifully formed, small but not too small. Her slender hips, smooth skin, curly hair, she was perfect. She then removes her pants revealing beautiful smooth legs and an adorable little vagina. You would have loved this before going to the clinic, hell you love this now.
You instinctively reach into your pants, but then you feel that there's nothing there and become saddened. There's nothing you can do with her.
You hear her say, "you want me to help?" She then reaches into your pants before realizing what you are. She feels around a bit for genitals but is confused at finding none. "Oh?"