There is this cute girl on the train. I would say 5'1", possibly of Greek descent. Big full jet-black hair, smooth olive skin. She is a tiny little thing. She is in a Best Buy shirt and khaki pants.
As with most women, if you think they are attractive, you glance and look away. It's polite. There is this old guy who has been staring so hard at her that I am surprised she hasn't burst into flames.
She had to get up and move down the train in my direction, him staring the whole way, to get away from him.
I'm staring at him. He doesn't blink. Creeper!!! He only looked away when she sat down out of sight. Ugh. Even I need a shower.
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