#325620 - She turned her head left and right, smiling with her full lips as she always did to make sure her lipstick was properly applied, a bright summery red, before she ran her fingertips through her shoulder length blonde highlighted hair. For a moment an idea struck her, if she stood up, offered up her seat, the vibrations would dwindle, but just as she parted her lips, cheeks flushed to speak out to someone standing just before her, she realised that standing up as she did now would present an entirely different though all the more attention-grabbing problem that she was equally unprepared to deal with, the inevitable tenting. She pinched it again, and again, until her arm was bruising under the pinch of her fingers.
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