One of Jason&#39;s favorite places to bring her is the train station. There&#39;s just something about having her in a moving train where people have just finished an arduous day of work that brings out the worst in people. She is put on display, pressed against the glass so the people outside can also enjoy her humiliation as she&#39;s filled in every way imaginable by absolute strangers.<br /><br />~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~<br /><br />Jason&#39;s favorite place to bring her is the train station.<br /><br />There&#39;s just something about having her in a moving train where people have just finished a long, stressful workday that brings out the worst in people.<br /><br />They&#39;re in luck today. There are a bunch of people in overalls, looking like construction workers, probably from the building that they had seen prior to getting up on the train. She remembers hearing that they are slipping from the deadline. She had walked past the place a few times before. There&#39;s always a lot of angry yelling happening and there has been twice the amount of yelling since several deadlines have missed.<br /><br />The other half of the train is filled with some sort of basketball team. She&#39;s guessing basketball based on their height, but she can&#39;t be sure, honestly. They&#39;re all freakishly tall and wearing some sort of uniform. They could be part of the football team, but she thinks football means they would need to be bulkier, and the constructions workers have them beat on that.<br /><br />She doesn&#39;t recognize the team, but it&#39;s not like she&#39;s going to strike up a conversation.<br /><br />Jason is-<br /><br />Jason is nowhere to be found.<br /><br />She looks around, or she tries to, but she ends up bumping into someone instead.<br /><br />&quot;Sorry,&quot; she murmurs to the person she had accidentally shoved her elbow into. She tries to peer over the head of the people who have somehow managed to surround her completely. &quot;Um.. excuse me?&quot; she asks, trying to move out of the sudden wall of people so she can find Jason, but no one is paying attention to her. Maybe it&#39;s her height. Or lack thereof, she thinks ruefully, that makes it easy to people to bump into her. She can&#39;t blame them for not being able to see her but surely they can feel that the way they&#39;ve pressed up against her is far from appropriate?<br /><br />Another person bumps into her, making her frown. It&#39;s not that crowded, but she finds herself quickly squeezed between the person in question and the door.<br /><br />She wants to turn around and ask them to make way for her, but she&#39;s stopped by a palm pressing against the middle of her back and another man grabbing her-<br /><br />Blood rushes to her cheeks. Jason normally initiates these things and warns her about it, but it seems like the man behind her has other plans for her today.