Today I met two strangers in an air conditoned travel trailer. I handed one of them some paper and proved that I am who I claim to be. Then I went with the other one into a small cold room and took off a good portion of my clothes. This second one took my frozen boobs and placed them on a tray, one at a time. Then she squeezed and pressed them until they were flat and quite squished. And she took a picture. She did this four times. I managed to not pee on myself, but it was touch and go there for a while. I still can’t figure out why she was rubbing my hair, though.