In the bus....Something nice on the early morning you do not come up everyday

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"Well, say goodbye to your head!" Shouted the man as he massaged his one side of his cheek where he had just received a blow from a lady in the middle of the rose.
"You look too long and it's definitely rude, hob that you're there!" responded to the aggressor in this mat party.

My place in the bus was first grade and I had those two for a while now. They were always looking oblique, waiting for who first to say or do something. I thought it seemed like a couple dance. But the woman suddenly took her place and hung up straight to the chair next to her, and with her other hand the young man gave a bang in the middle of the face, yes, I was shocked at that too.

The bus driver also saw that whole show because in no time his heavy bus was quiet with the small number of passengers along the way, and he walked down on the road with a firm step.

"May I know what's going on here?" He asked, looking sadly at the young man with his one red cheek where the lady's fingers (?) Stood still looking at the lady who was actually the reason of his delay and for a bus driver this betrayal is the first hour.

Time is time, people pay their expensive money, and there must be no kidding mature bats on their driving time. Because that was happening now and very much against his sentence.

"Sir, here I'm dressing out his eyes and I'm not used to it," said the woman on a tone that did not tolerate contradiction.
"That's crazy, I did not look outside, maybe not!" Replied the young man surprised to look up at the woman while still stabbing over his sore cheek.

"And because this man looks out through the big window on your side, do you just give him a bang for his canis?" Asked the driver who did not see a logic at all. And with him many others, including me. Only I did see that those two were looking at each other in a way I thought, "Those two know each other."

Their eyes were also sensual to each other, not like now, aggressive and annoying and screaming. Some of the passengers also began to interfere with it and before everyone was involved, everyone was worried about the well-being of looking at each other. Very important. I had to go to work on time and the bus driver had already forgotten that his driving times had not been beat.

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"Should I call the police?" Offered an overpowering old lady full of bags for the bus, so certainly nothing of the hassle had come in the bus.
"No!' some people shouted in a choir at the same time. This would only cease. And actually nothing was going on.

"If you look good looking out of your own window and sit down there and keep on looking at your window, we're all that we have to do, do you all seem that?" The bus driver tried to put an end to the thunder.
"Yes, I think that's a tight idea," said the young man who looked mad at the woman. If cans could kill, there was a corpse in the bus, though I kept my doubts with those two. It turned out to me like a bad game, a scene that was even more important to understand its credibility.

"Sir, the driver when I see him again, I hit him with my needle hook on his head and put a flagstick in the hole!" warned the lady. I looked at her shoes and thought that the flagstick could indeed have through the skull if she would give him a ram with one of those needle sheaths she wore.

He also looked for a moment and nodded that it was good, shouted that everyone had to go back to the place and that the ride would go further, without a thunder from behind. The message was clear.
The lady sat down again and the young man went with a red head and a furious cheek wandered out of his window. The lady did the same. If I saw those two looking so close together, I would say something about it. I've been twenty minutes late by this two-legged hunter and why?

Because a young man looked at a little beloved charming woman who could still be there, I could not estimate her age, she looked pretty nice to say that, sexy in a way you should be refined. And a slender body, soft makeup that highlighted her cheekbones in the beautiful face, in short a picture, so logical that that young man kept looking at such a wonderful copy of a woman.

I looked at her elegant clothes and realized that I was also staring.
But before I realized it, I felt the bang had already arrived.
It burned on my face and I felt the fingers glow in my face. It was the woman's fingers that I was shameless to admire, if I had been a dog I certainly had failed.
Okay, this was a lady who did not bother with her, who did not like to look at her beauty. But I did not even notice that, like a crushing chicken, I had this lady as if it were a piece of meat to be checked.

Logical that she became aggressive of all that look all the day from Jan and Alleman. And if there was another woman, you would have had it.
And the offices had to start.
It would be a long day for that lady.

I rubbed my sore cheek and quickly turned my head toward the window.
It was in that penny I had earned it. So shameless when I looked at her, you do not. But something nice on the early morning you do not come up everyday, apart from the fact that you did not get a knock for your canyon every day if you were so fond of it.
Then your day could not be anymore.
No, my bus journey to work would never be the same again.
I have never seen her on this bus line again.

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