I’m in a crowded bus. In front of me, a girl with an attractive figure rubs her buttocks around me (forced from tight conditions). I have my legs accordingly.
The dialogue follows:
Girl: Man, have you stunned something? What do you allow yourself?
I: You work your hips so actively that it’s very difficult for me to control myself.
Girl: Well, put at least between the bread, or it hurts.
I am in the ha ha.
Some grandmother screams: young people have conscience!
I, addressing the girl: apologize for the late question, and you are by chance not named by conscience?
The bus is running out of laughter, curtains!