He mused over this as he descended the stairs to the subway. Not a lot to see, as the station was packed on a Friday afternoon. Same old walls, same t...urnstile he used everyday as he swiped his card. Only the occasional homeless person causing a ruckus, or a street performer allowed variety in his routine. Getting to his platform he gave another sigh. It was completely full for the 5:45, which meant the car would be packed. Luckily it was only a hour to his stop, so just one more minor. Really long black hairs growing all around aureole, on her tits and from her huge nipples too. Really thick and almost four inch long straight hair on her armpits which hangs from her pits. Lynda has NEVER shaved ANYWHERE and still works full time in a local shop and NEVER wears underwear and ALWAYS wears sleeveless and strapless tops, whatever the weather! Angie has; The body of an amazing BBW with a treasure trail which relatively covers about half the area of her belly which her mums does. My ink guy told me it would be a while. I decided to wander around the corner where there was this funky, littleused bookstore with a clangy old bell on the door. It was piled highwith old books and no one there seemed to care about organizing theplace, although I have a feeling there was some logic to the madness.At the front of the store was an old wooden desk. There was a salesgirl sitting there reading Jung. She had on glasses and her hair wascompletely frizzy. She smelled like. Ah, that she is fine.” The detailer is a little impressed. “Better to replace the seat. We’ll never be able to make it like new.”“Ok how long will it be before it’s ready?” I am hoping not long.“I’m sorry but it will be about three days.” His reply is not too unexpected.I hang up the room phone. Then I looked for the number for a rental car. I get that all set-up, the car will be here in thirty minutes.A knock at the door, Jill returns with a set of scrubs put them on my bed. “Sara do you need.