In next station more people boarded and now train was becoming crowded and moving slowly. I was trying to keep safe distance from this lady by giving ...ack pressure. Till this time I was succeeded. But more crowds got in at 4th station and sudden pressure moved me little bit towards this lady. I said sorry to her. But her husband shifted little ahead due to pressure & she also moved ahead and I was just beside her. Her right side was in front of me and touching me. Now I started losing my. I have met some amazing people. But this business grinds people up and spits them out. I saw more drugs being used this weekend than I've seen in my life. And believe me, this time last year I saw a lot of drugs. But it was only pot. I saw people doing things that I have no idea what they were doing. The sad part was that it was right out in the open and nobody cared."I'm scared that I'll lose what makes me, me. Tell me, when did I ever care what I wore or what my hair looked like?"Tami shook. “That was with my sister’s husband,” she replied crying.“Only?” the priest asked doubtfully.“And I used to give blowjobs to my father in law. That was some 7 years back,” mom replied crying out even louder.“Don’t you know that i****tual relations are a sin?”“Yes father,” mom replied weeping bitterly.“Then why did you do it?”Mom remained silent for time trying to hold her tears and then replied “my sister’s husband had threatened to divorce my sister as she was in no way able to satisfy him. Of course, once I stopped running six miles a day, I wentback to my normal weight and regular clothes. Now you waltz in here,and just slip right into them. Damn."If she hadn't been smiling, I would have thought she was mad. But sheseemed genuinely pleased that the jeans fit me. I was apprehensiveabout them, not wanting to wear my wife's clothes."I know they fit, but they're women's jeans. One look and everyone willknow. I can't wear these." Oh, don't be silly. The only way you can tell, is by.