A larger number grumbled at the economic outlay while even a single one of Earth's teeming billions remained enmired in poverty. And some few opposed ...the project for still less well-articulated reasons, or even none at all (at least that they could or would speak).For the most part the scattered opposition contented itself with rhetoric, simply inveighing verbally or in writing against the project. But some, proudly naming themselves activists, took the view that drastic action was needed to. “Do you mind if I sit here?”. I looked up to see a woman of about 30 with long dark chestnut hair and full red lips looking down at me with soulful eyes that made me melt instantly. She explained that her seat further down the carriage was opposite a man who was making suggestive remarks and she wanted to move away. I said “of course” and she slipped in opposite me with a smile that even after the satisfaction of last night made my senses alert. I settled back to my book but realised after a. I opened the door and standing in front of me was my next door neighbor Victoria Clarke. "Hi Taylor. I am so sorry, I know its early, but Tom and I just had a huge fight and I left. I didn't know where else to go, so I came here," Victoria said between sobs. Tom and Victoria lived one apartment down and across the hall from me. They had been married for five or six years now, and I thought they were pretty happy. Tom was a truck driver and was gone a lot, but they seemed to be dealing with it.. Still there was a bit of tension. This thing about being male; you cannot help but lust aftersmooth-legged young women – and then, moving to Japan, I was astounded at the way my lust spiked. The Japanese did not seem to have the silly hang-ups we Americans have about sex; and the women are astonishingly beautiful. What I found odd was how many basically young women – between the ages of 25 and 40 – were extremely hot and extremely desperate; what is it that Japanese men have for teenaged girls?.