He hit me with his finger in the taxi

I was healthy. I went to a sewing class. I took a taxi for two courses. Every day, a Hayes man would ride with me, rubbing my feet and rubbing his elbows on my breasts. On the first day, he got on it. When I wanted to sit in front of him, he put his hand under my kiss. I was scared at first, but then I liked it. The driver realized that he was looking in the mirror. When I came back, I tore my pants. It was a good idea. I tore them and took off my shorts. All the time in the sewing class, I was just thinking of going back. I do not have shorts, he took off Kirshu and took my hand. He changed his mind and did it a hundred times The driver said, "What are you doing?" He said, "I have a girlfriend."