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I frotted the shoulder of another woman on the bus tonight. She must have been 30something and was sitting next to her young daughter. She was dark and had what I call a shield shaped face: broad from the forehead to the cheekbones, then tapering sharply towards the chin. Her nose was narrow and well defined. Altogether she had quite a cute look. Seated behind her was a woman who had disappointed me yesterday by moving when just when I started to come. Eventhough I had a shoulderstrap bag to provide some cover, this other woman must have known what I was up to. Tonight's encounter took place on the eve of the climax of a local festival, so my accomplice will always remember exactly when she was frotted. The same is true of the girls who let me hump them on Christmas Eve and Good Friday. I wanted to buy something to eat after coming tonight, but I was wearing light coloured pants and the left leg was very visibly wet. The last day of the festival I mentioned involves a lot of lewd dancing during which consensual humping can occur (women usually back their partners). Dancing here has always been lascivious. Someone writing to the newspapers 200 years ago talked about the 'disgusting gesticulations' that the merrymaking slaves used to perform 'even within the view of modest white females.'

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