The fact that I hate the alarm clock and the first steps on the job, I will not write anything new or original in this, all of these.Alarm Clock and the first steps toward the office is very bad for the health, well-being and the consequences of this - there (on the face) each morning.
With this, so to speak, the person the other day and I went to the subway, where I immediately fell upon the double grief and sadness hopeless.In the car I fell asleep standing up, fighting like a horse.
number of people from station to station increases, and the location of this amount was the most that neither eat chaotic.Bag slipped from his shoulder (which, incidentally, she has a mystery of nature - in the evening, I pull all of it shnyaga, but somehow in the morning it still weighs a ton!)
So, the bag slipped, and I decided to fix it.
Act had carefully around people nervous, any perturbation does not approve of, and all the movements cause a wave of suppressed aggression - the people, too, an alarm clock, too, get to work, too, metro and also health.And all the women who are trying to correct shoulder bag enrage our people.
But there is nothing, handbag inexorably creeping down, and this must have something to do.I do.Omit carefully hand feel for her purse and easily, gently, so gently, so as not to annoy those around you start to correct.
I pull up, the bag remains in place and the strength of its resistance suddenly I understand that at the moment I do not straighten the bag.Another couple of seconds, chaotic thoughts and sudden insight - the entire area of his hand I touch something ... What is it?Wiggling fingers trying to find an answer, and then I break through sweat - my mother dear!I'm standing in the subway and the probe arm unfamiliar male ass!
meanness of the situation is that the pull arm to escape to the other end of the car, or just sink into the ground in any way possible, people at rush hour on the subway have the same amount of space and room for maneuver as canned sprats.How fortunate that at least I do not see the owner feels the priests!Included deduction: pants good, pop in excellent condition, with a groan owner priests heard unobtrusive smell of good perfume.This is who she belongs ?!Oh, if I do not see owner priests, I will suffer until death!It is necessary to move the fingers back and watch the others.Stir.I watch.
there!One of the men's heads, which proudly hovered over metroshnoy crowd shuddered and began to turn around ... but not in my direction!Pretty middle-aged man with a look of surprise on his face playful slowly turned and buried his eyes in a lady of advanced years, and the impressive size.The lady smiled and winked flirtatiously, minx!Twisted guy, I mentally shook in a fit of Homeric laughter.
Ears host priests slowly turned red, he stared hard look at the aged coquette, she took it as a sign of attention and also blushed.I have gone unnoticed and began to reflect on the great injustice of life - it is necessary, for the first time in his life felt for a nice fellow, and the laurels went to the other!
perpetuated mise en scene - without the ability to move and to take any active steps, the participants exchanged speaking glances.I did not last long, did Homeric laughter broke out and brought to my attention the victim and the accused.The victim twitched in panic and tried to escape from a strange car, where youngsters aged matron touch of sturdy bottoms and crazy girls on this neigh.Having male decision - to withdraw - he did everything in his power, and with the courage of a lion made his way to the exit, where they soon disappeared in the morning metroshnoy crowd.The aunt fell into a meditative state, her face coquettish expression changed suspicious, just in case she checked her purse, and then also disappeared in the stream of workers.
I finished my journey to the end of the day smile never left my face - oh, now I realize all the charm of a sexual harrasmenta!Here is my personal contribution to the casual women's emancipation and, as someone said here before - "let violets cowardly huddle in the corners, we are going to touch the men of the priests!" And you can even the whole community to organize a special tetkinskoy popny raid.
PS: Be careful, guys!Not far off is the time and you have to shudder and blush the word "cellulite" thrown accidentally passerby aunt!
Agnia V
Articles Source: byaki.net
