You take the shuttle

Alone again, you walk/push yourself along to the shuttle. The shuttle station is busy this time of day, and you have to wait in line. You are at the back, with about twenty ahead of you. You look as you turn every head.

“Hello ladies!”

Every one of them replies, “Hello, Sam,” or some variation thereof.

“Is the wait long? Or just your dicks?” You laugh. You get some good natured chuckles.

“It would be shorter if you joined me in my shuttle,” a short blonde girl with a large jiggly butt suggests.

“Or we can just help you pass the time,” the one in front of you in line pats your belly.

“Or we can just let it cut to the front…for a price,” another giggles.

“Or I can be boring and just wait my turn in peace,” you ponder aloud.