Woman Power

The train was already waiting at the platform when I went down the stairs to change lines. The bell went off. It would leave in a few seconds. I dashed toward the train.
Ahead of me was a middle-aged woman with horizontally well-developed hips and shoulder, who also seemed alarmed and began running at the bell. I had to follow her as she was already too close to the train door for me to get her around and pass her from behind.
Just as I thought we both would be in time, she slowed down, which slowed me down, too. It was all right. But the moment she stepped in the train and apparently got relieved to know she'd made it, she stopped, totally blocking off my way. The door was shutting now. I bumped into her and pushed her ahead a little so that I could make my room between her and the shutting door. I said "sorry". She turned her head around and looked dully at me once but without a word listlessly moved several steps to the nearest row of the passenger's seat.
She found some room there perhaps half her width, turned around and began squeezing her hip in between the two male passengers, an old man reading a newspaper and relatively young guy staring at his cellphone, both of whom moved over a bit to make more room for her. She began to sink her enormous buttocks slowly, wiggling it slightly right and left and then, when she believed it was roughly about time, she suddenly loosened up all her strength allowing all her weight to free fall and thumped down on the seat. The two guys beside her bounced up and down once or twice and then settled.
"It's so muggy." She mumbled to no one in particular.
The old man to her left looked up from the newspaper and said smiling to her.
"Yes, it really is... especially when we are packed up."
and burst into a big laughter. I laughed a lot.
The young guy to her right kept gazing at his cellphone as if nothing was happening around him.