Tuesday, November 29, 2005

view from a bus

As those normal people amongst you may know, the passenger compartment of the bus is higher than that of the car, and thus one is able to see into the car from the bus. Today I took a bus, and it stopped at a traffic light. It was terribly unfortunate, for the traffic light had just turned red, meaning a long wait ahead. I looked around, and into the car that stopped right beside the bus, and I saw this man in the front passenger seat massaging the thigh of the female driver! Slow and steady. It must have been pleasurable, because the female driver was putting her hand on his, as if urging him on.

I think the wait was quite a long one, since the bus was coming out from a small road, and throughout the entire duration of it, the man's hand never stopped massaging . Neither did it change pace. Slow and steady. The man must have had a very strong hand. This might not be so funny if not for the fact that half the people on the bus were looking at them as well, and both of them were blissfully unaware.

Call me a wet blanket if you want, but I think that what they are doing is wrong. They are putting the lives of other people on the line. What if the female driver's leg feels so song during or after the massage that it suddenly spasm? Then the car will probably spin and turn over and kill many many people. And when you kill people, it is simply wrong.

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