Susan says 'baby-friendly'.He's a big guy, fifty-ish. Probably fifty pounds overweight. Arms like a weightlifter, though. Round, red face and a walrus...mustache and blue eyes. Looks like something that came screaming out of the Highlands swinging a claymore. Goes with his name, Angus McTavish."Hi, Mister Angus," Susan says."Good morning, Susan. Cindy. And who's this?" (In pure Southern dialect, natch!)He hasn't met Kim."Kimberly Duncan, sir," Kim says, offering her hand.He shook it. "Please tell. Escaping from his cheerfully Sociopathic aunt Gabby and sister Alex in Brockton, Massachusetts. Coming to Ontario, Canada, in search of a better life. Brockton, the town where he spent half his life. Living the life of an undocumented immigrant because his parents left him with his aunt during summer vacation, when he was about to start high school. Living in that house with her for almost ten years was a nightmare. How he emerged out of that with his sanity intact was a miracle in itself. He. Audacity, smartness seems in her blood and she’s very open minded girl. I like these qualities in girls cause this what makes them exciting partner. We both were occupying our lower birth & train was moving swiftly, but the wobbling of our boogies when it passes over disturbances cause her jugs to shiver. I am not a pervert type & even that event make this journey all the more romantic for me. She was complaining about how air conditioning of these trains won’t let one sleep, I was just. She wore a white mango full hands t-shirt and a black 3/4th due to the water her white t-shirt became transparent and her tank top was visible while i was placing the glass on the table she starts removing her t shirt and again starts explaining me about her part in the project but i could not concentrate as my eyes roll down to her cleavage and her structure while i was staring at her she catches me twice and on the third time she confronts me asking what are you doing i don’t answer but she.