The book you lent sounds interesting...

"The book you lent me sounds interesting," she stammers. "I should do oral... I mean... I should like to hear you make oral readings from it."

Trying to keep the conversation going you reply, "Your crack... rather... my voice might crack, since I'm a bit... shaky. It's kind of cold in here." But then, you notice your sweat dripping down your chin and wonder if the other passengers paid any attention to your reply.

You look around and notice that the three passengers who just entered were all teenage girls. "Probably 17 or 18," you guess.

On of the girls, a blond with short hair and tight fitting jeans walks towards you. Her tight white t-shirt revealing a good cleavage. You realize she doesn't have a bra as her nipple tips are clearly visible now, a few inches from your face. You are startled when she casually asks, "Got a cigarette, mister?"

"Yes... ah no," you answer immediately. "But I've got a cigar, if you're interested in one," you hesitantly add. You notice that the woman who had just given you a great hand job was now back reading her book.

"So, will you take a cigar instead?" you repeat.