The Man in Iron Box

I ran into a terrific girl this morning. The thighs that played all the worldliness on her ample breasts. The way she wore her unprotected school uniform. Her dazzling blue underwear was fluttering and hiding, I wanted to tell her again and again that the skirt was too short to wrap around her thighs and buttocks. I was staring at her so much that I found myself unable to speak. All the guys were looking back at me once I had passed by. …… I suppressed my fluttering and found myself following her.