"I'm so excited you're here," she repeated. Like trying to convince us. The train loped around the corner and stopped. It was stuffed full, but we shoved our way on. We found a little corner to stand, surrounded by our suitcases. The train lurched forward. Brianna hadn't been holding on to the bar and she fell backward. An older gentleman caught her as she tumbled, getting a none-too subtle grab of her gigantic t**s in the process.
"Hey!" Brianna said, but Amy pulled her sister back.
"Hold onto the bar next time," Amy said. She gave the older man an apologetic smile.
"I think someone's pinching my ass," Jenna said warily.
"Me too," I said.
"I mean, probably?" Amy said. Jenna gave us both a look that was even colder than the outside air.
*
Eventually, the subway stayed true to its na
