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I struck again this morning while travelling to work on the bus, riding the shoulder of a pretty young woman until I came. She had an oval face and light brown eyes; her broad nose and thick lips suggested a sensual disposition. She had a cafe au lait complexion. She looked smart in her black slit skirt and her close fitting, shortsleeved, blue and black top. She was smallish and slim but had long, graceful fingers. In shoulder humping, incidentally, you can often tell how a woman is responding to you by looking at what she does with her hands. If, for example, she sits with them calmly touching one another, then you can be reasonably sure that she at least does not mind what is happening. At one point I felt her arm moving slightly against my erection. I don't know whether this was encouragement, just accidental, or what the Ozzi Groper calls positive fidgeting. She was the first woman I had approached since my last encounter. It is always enjoyable to succeed 'economically'.During the night, unusually, I had a wet dream where I was frotting a woman in a bookstore.

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