It was very cold. I arrived at the taxi station. There was no one to get on. First, a man came and sat in the front seat. I was waiting for the other two to remember. I could not think except that I was warm, I thought to myself, once I felt that the woman next to my hand was deliberately rubbing her feet. At first I thought, well, it's cold. I rubbed her tongue a little on her lips. It occurred to me that I had a bag in my hand. I threw it on the feet of two of them. I rubbed her face as much as I could, I felt that her daughter also understood, but I did my job. He was having a good time, his lust had been suppressed, I was about to explode when a worse thought came to my head. I pulled the zipper of my pants down and handed it to him. Suddenly, a voice came from his daughter. I told him to put his hand aside, when suddenly water splashed on my bag, it got dirty everywhere, but his warm tail slowly pointed. Wipe it with my chador. I also wiped it. At the destination, he told me to count it. Give this girl my shirt once. We did not count anything in the hands of this ignorant girl.
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Date: August 21, 2018
