Oh love - isn't it beautiful?

So, by some stroke of luck, I end up making it to the train not only on time, but early enough to pick up the last train that is running late - giving me a few extra minutes to get in town - YAY!

So I settle in and read my book till we get into the city.  It's hot - really really hot - even with the AC on.  I can barely stand it.  We stop at the next stop and a couple, expecting a child in the next 6 weeks or so and they sit down together.  They are nothing short of adorable at first glance... till momma bear is trying to get comfortable (i've been there, nothing really makes it comfortable), it's hot, adding to the discomfort, and ... you have an all too clingy husband who can't keep his hands to himself for like 10 minutes.  She kept shoo-ing him away to stop holding her hand, to stop 'carressing' her arm, to stop touching her leg, and finally to stop cuddling into her.  Like I said it was hot, and for the love of god, he wouldn't stop and get a clue.  I could tell in her face, she just wanted to be left alone to shut her eyes on the train ride into town and relax.  But this dude, wasn't having it.  She was frustrated and pushed him away, and told him no and stop like 10 times.  I wanted to stand up and yell at him.  I didnt want to be touched and I am not 7+ months preggo.