With so many crushed together your sense of personal space is suppressed, a general unspoken acceptance, as we are all in the same boat, so to speak, ...o you bear the bodily contact, the rubbing up against you, up close and personal and you pick out the odd feel or touch, subliminally administered from an admirer, who would not normally get that close to take advantage.As you hang onto your strap your arm is heavy and when you shuffle your feet you immediately touch another persons foot, so. " And you need to keep on him to see me, or somebody. You're not a professional, Sophie. You can only do so much." I know. But I've got to do something. And I have you as an adviser!"She was in his room that night. The phone rang. And rang. And rang."Sophia?" Warren asked."It's your phone, you answer it. What am I, your secretary?" Sophia spat out, feeling horrible.Warren just looked at her in disbelief, then answered the phone. Sophia could only hear one half of the conversation."Hello? Hi. Elena is one of the prettiest girls he's ever seen, and they had done a Hell of a lot more than just kiss.Eat that, Ken!He steps on to the porch, locates the doorbell, and gives the button a quick push before he can chicken out. There's a narrow window just to the left of the door, but his view is mostly obscured by a rather tall vase with what he assumes are artificial flowers on the inside. There's another window further down the porch, and underneath it a rectangular planter with more. So, wait a minute! They actually let you work here without any clothes on?", I wanted to know."Yeah. The city did away with the indeceny laws, and let everyone be naked in public if they want", she said."Oh, really?" Yeah! We were one of the first stores in the city to alter our dress code to allow for it. The grocery departments and cashiers have to wear pants along with socks and shoes. But everyone can work naked. And they usually do." I see. Well, I do like your uniform", I told her. She.