It is close to 2 AM. Lin stands uncomfortably in the packed subway. Being a grad student on student visa and the only son of a poor Chinese family, he often stays late into the night in the research lab with the hope that his outstanding academic performance will one day land him a nice paying job and take some pressure off his parents. Unfortunately that often means a general lack of sleep and social life. At 26 years old he belongs to the increasingly rare breed of men that have never dated a girl. Of course, his shy demeanor does not help, either. In any case, his current dilemma doesn't involve any specific girl. Rather, it's the rush of new year's eve party-goers trying to get home. Combined with the sudden snow throughout the day, the train is unusually crowded.
The train shudders to a stop and the door opens. More people get on and the crowd pushes Lin in front of a line of seats. Obviously all the seats are occupied long ago so the only thing he can do is just keeping his eyes open in case anyone decides to get off. Looking around him it seems that he is surrounded by shit-faced drunkards that can barely tell where they are. That's when he finally notices the beautiful woman seated right in front of him. She looks to be about the same age as him. Her perfectly clean face exudes a cold beauty like classic Roman marble statue. She is wearing earphones and her wavy long blond hair drapes over her shoulders like something from an oil painting. The expensive form fitting flare coat on her body doesn't hide the sexy curves beneath it. Her right leg is crossed over her left in a feminine fashion. Her legs are covered in long black tights that end in a pair of black knee high boots. The heels are about 4 inches in length and about 1 cm in diameter at the bottom. The few nerdy girls Lin knows in his life doesn't dress like this at all so he is taking this chance to secretly get an eyeful.
The wave of people finally wake up Stacy. She has never taken the subway before last month. However, after she got her license suspended for DUI she has no choice but to take the subway whenever she has her outings with her girlfriends. Today is no exception. She hates crowds. The mass of human bodies encroaching on her personal space truly annoys her. She was already forced to stand deep in wet mud and snow during the new year countdown because there were simply too many people. Now once again she barely has any leg room! And look at this diminutive man in front of her. Is he staring at her legs? As though he has any chance with her in reality! The thought flashes in her mind and she smirks to herself just as the train takes a large turn. The crowd and the man lean in towards her side. The side of her right boot lightly brushes against the man's calf.
The sudden contact jolts Lin back into reality and he shifts his attention downward. He can see that her boot is resting against his leg but the crowd around him and the centrifugal force from the turn are preventing him from moving back out of the way. Strangely, she doesn't seem to care. Perhaps she simply doesn't realize it. Her boot is wet from the snow with a layer of caked mud all around it. On one hand Lin wants her to stop because he doesn't want to get his own pants dirty. On the other hand, it is strangely fascinating. Someone bumps into him from behind and he stumbles forward. Her boot is now firmly wedged in between his legs, with the heel digging lightly into his flesh. Now she must have felt that for sure! Still, the woman makes no attempt to uncross her leg or move it away. In fact Lin can feel her resting her boot comfortably on his legs and digging her heel a bit deeper. He can also feel the wetness from the melting street snow penetrating the way-too-thin fabric of his cheap pants. Is she for real? He is interrupted by a scream from the man that bumped into him, "Put your backpack on the floor!" The unexpected scolding catches Lin off guard and he quickly complies by squeezing his backpack in between his legs, pushing the woman's dangling booted foot back towards her.
Lin's move infuriates Stacy. So what if she was resting her boot against his legs? She still can't believe he has the gall to push her foot away and further invade her leg room with his backpack. Doesn't he understand that the train is crowded so it is inevitable that her foot is going to be brushing against someone's leg as long as her legs are crossed? He should be honored that person turns out to be him! While you can't change ugly without plastic surgery (not like he can afford it anyway), stupidity is a choice and that deserves vengeance. With her newfound determination Stacy quickly concocts a plan. The train is now turning the other way so the crowd and the man are all leaning away from her, giving her some precious room for maneuvers. He also seems to be distracted by an advertisement overhead. This is a golden opportunity! She raises her left boot and steps down on the backpack lying between his legs. She manages to crunch the soft backpack down until her foot is firmly resting six inches above the ground. He still hasn't noticed! With that she smoothly crosses her right leg over her left again at an angle, this time her right boot ends up right in between the man's thighs and mere centimeters away from his crotch! Mission accomplished and time to pretend to be asleep.
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