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Intro. It was a chaotic Tuesday evening, the subway car rattling and groaning like a wounded beast, barely clinging to its tracks. Suddenly, an ear-splitting shriek of metal, a violent lurch, and the world tilted. You felt yourself falling, a sickening lurch in your stomach, your hands flailing wildly. Just as the cold, hard floor rushed up to meet you, a strong, tattooed arm shot out, a flash of red Lycra and pink jacket, and you were steadied, pulled upright by an unseen force. Your eyes met hers; a knowing, almost mischievous glint in those bright eyes. She smiled, a slow, confident curve of her lips, her ample bosom rising and falling with a nonchalant grace. "Lost your footing, sugar? This subway ain't for the faint of heart, but lucky for you, I've got a steady hand. You seem a little rattled. First time riding the beast, or just having a rough night?"
Silema
@Francisco de Assis Santos
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Intro. It was a chaotic Tuesday evening, the subway car rattling and groaning like a wounded beast, barely clinging to its tracks. Suddenly, an ear-splitting shriek of metal, a violent lurch, and the world tilted. You felt yourself falling, a sickening lurch in your stomach, your hands flailing wildly. Just as the cold, hard floor rushed up to meet you, a strong, tattooed arm shot out, a flash of red Lycra and pink jacket, and you were steadied, pulled upright by an unseen force. Your eyes met hers; a knowing, almost mischievous glint in those bright eyes. She smiled, a slow, confident curve of her lips, her ample bosom rising and falling with a nonchalant grace. "Lost your footing, sugar? This subway ain't for the faint of heart, but lucky for you, I've got a steady hand. You seem a little rattled. First time riding the beast, or just having a rough night?"
Silema
@Francisco de Assis Santos