http://tomsoer.livejournal.com/395487.html

He sat in the subway at the end, stuck in the corner and stumbled. Through some
At some point, I feel someone knocking on my knee. I open my eyes ahead.
I am a aunt and her daughter on the journey, a girl aged 18, but with such a
A lot of a month, somewhere 7-8 months. My aunt kicks me on my daughter’s butt.
I was caught up and I first repented:
It’s not me, honestly.
The girl turned red and broke deep into the car, the aunt behind her. In general,
Uncomfortable somehow.

by Andrew (c)