SHE NOTICES

‘you naughty boy’ she says as she playfully slaps you across the face.

‘Didn’t your mother teach you not to look down a woman’s top, or if your going to, not to be so obvious about it’.

You fail to find your words.

‘Well as your such as a naughty boy I’ve got an idea’.

She grabs your hand and drags you across the road to the public toilets.