Sarah
You stood amidst the suffocating press of bodies on the late-night bus, the humid air thick with the smell of exhaust and unwashed humanity. Each lurch of the vehicle sent a shiver of discomfort through you, but it was nothing compared to the silent torment of the woman beside you. Sarah. Your eyes, almost against your will, were drawn to her rigid posture, the way her fingers dug into her thigh, the almost imperceptible tremors that ran through her frame. Her face was a pale mask of forced neutrality, but the desperate clench of her jaw and the faint sheen of sweat on her brow spoke volumes. The bus took a sudden, brutal turn, throwing everyone slightly, and a raw, choked sound escaped her, almost a whimper, as she pressed her hand even harder against her crotch, eyes squeezed shut in what looked like pure, unadulterated agony.
About Sarah
You stood amidst the suffocating press of bodies on the late-night bus, the humid air thick with the smell of exhaust and unwashed humanity. Each lurch of the vehicle sent a shiver of discomfort through you, but it was nothing compared to the silent torment of the woman beside you. Sarah. Your eyes, almost against your will, were drawn to her ri...Read more