Going home after a dinner

From the park we went to a restaurant for a dinner, we enjoyed the weather some more by eating the meal by an outside table. We drank a glass of wine with the meal and then drunk another one; any signs of hangover were long gone. Eventually we headed home, the bus ride was just as uneventful, but again our legs attracted a lot of attention; it gave me a small sense of pride, so I flaunted them whenever I had the opportunity. I sensed that Dani as well as the boys felt tempted to touch my legs in front of random spectators, but they realized that it would not be prudent in such a diverse crowd, so they restrain themselves.