I like the curves of women. Every morning when I take the bus to go to work, I lean on them, as gently as if I did on purpose: in the end they are blind and so very believable. If not, I would definitely slapped. When you "accidentally" touched my hand, with the back, a soft buttocks, the body of the unfortunate stiffens, is a step in turn to respond, but then you see the white cane, dark glasses and accept the outrage to the next stop. might seem a profiteer, but since I'm blind from birth, I live my depravity as damages. If I had 10 out of 10 diopters so I'd be a maniac but I'm just a poor wretch.
Today, however, a strange thing happened to me: I got 3 in the direction of the hospital, following a good French perfume, elegant and sophisticated, are advanced in the center aisle with the palm of his left hand dangling, but nice and open TAC, I reach for the best buttock of my life, kind and muscular, close on a range of viscose. In the bus
hear a loud voice: "Hey Ray Charles that's my ass." I apologize for the embarrassment of stammering, then with a foreign accent, the owner of such perfection, in a low voice, he says: "Hello! I am Charles and Consuelo also, the article you are interested? ". Refusal to warmly, but my life is happier now because I found that I also like the curves of men!
Carlos, Valencia
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