after a visit to the club yesterday i headed back to the subway to head on home. train arrives, get on and sit down.
every time i'm on the train i always survey around for girls to check out and look at to make the ride enjoyable as possible. none were to my liking so whatever,
there's a girl sitting diagonally across. i've already glanced at her direction a few times as the window is behind her. i like to look at the window while the train is stopping at a station.
my final glance at her made me start to look at her a bit more. it was one of the most visually appalling episodes i may have endured in my lifetime. she's wearing a skirt that went up to the knees. very hairy legs. next i looked up towards the neck and chest area and i saw clumps of hair. wtf!!!
what makes a girl walk out of her home and not give a shit about her appearance at such a level?
This is NYC, right? Probably a tranny making some kind of statement normal people could never understand, nor want to.