There were nearly a dozen people she knew in the station waiting for the train. Andy had met her sorority sisters, but she introduced him to them as w...ell as to her classmates. He introduced her to three classmates. She didn’t know how to describe him besides his name. He called her “a neighbor and old friend,” which wasn’t any more adequate. They sat together, and he started asking about her recent class experiences.“Swimming is going fine; I’m going to use it come summer. Chorus is okay...”. Her blouse was unbuttoned a little, and her skirt was fairly short and pleated. She was almost a twin of the way that Nina was dressed, except that Nina could tell that the girl was wearing a bra even though her blouse wasn’t sheer. All told the girl was dressed in the way that any young woman in business would be dressed. As Nina looked around, she could see that other women in the company were dressed in a much more provocative fashion, even more than the way that Nina herself was. She let her eyes shift to the reflection of Arthur behind her. Wrapped in his meditation, head slightly bowed, his heavy-lidded eyes seemed to regard her bare feet, or perhaps everything was all emptiness for him now. He's not even giving me an audience, Jane thought wryly. Arthur sat statue-like on his firm round pillow. His legs were simply crossed; she could see his hairy calves, his bare feet. Looking poised and relaxed on his (what do they call it, zafu? his cushion thing), Arthur had. "Shall we go?"The switch flipped, and Superman was Clark Kent again. In a brief instant, her posture relaxed and she dropped her arm to her side. She bounced lightly, and exclaimed with almost childlike glee, "Yay," as if we hadn't just made the most lascivious spectacles of ourselves in the parking lot of a fucking Waffle House. I opened her door for her, and she slipped into the seat as if it belonged to her.I closed the door and made it to the rear of car before I heard her cry, "Oo, I LOVE.