At the bus terminal, I noticed this teacher from a local public school. When I saw her board the bus and sit in the "prime spot," I made sure to get on last and planted myself right in the strategic position nearby. Before I could even think about whipping out my phone to film, she’d already propped her feet up on the edge of the seat—right where my hand was resting.
I couldn’t believe it when she just went for it without hesitation. She treated my hand like some random object or part of the bus design, like it wasn’t even attached to me! Her heel dug into my hand in all sorts of creative ways as she shifted around. It felt like an eternity of pain, but honestly? It was kind of amazing too. The whole thing had this weird mix of torture and thrill that left me buzzing by the time we reached our stop.
Stef Van Everbroeck
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