A story told by a man with a strong tendency for molestation. At the rumored bus stop, there stood a fair-skinned, big-breasted woman with plump, jiggling thighs. The moment he saw her, she captivated him completely. She whispered, "Go ahead, touch me..." as if inviting him. Overcome by impulse, I reached my hand toward her thigh, but she acted offended and got off at the next stop. Failure... Filled with regret, I took the same bus the next day, and there she was again—this time even more revealing. The season of perverts isn't over yet.