Not sure if it’s a male-thing, or if I’m way out on a limb with this one, but I guess i’m a bit of a v*****, but not one willing to break the law to actually do anything more than wear looser clothes than needed!! I often wonder, if sitting on public transport or out and about, and fantasize about that fine young lady with equal interests in this world of mine, noticing me looking at her not-leaving-it-to-the-imagination attire, and looking back at me in that “i wonder what’s under there?” way, maybe giving some subtle clue but less shyly than i would manage, and garnering my plucking up the courage to do more than smile but actually take the bait and go somewhere, together, intimately, and have wild passionate s** until it was time to part ways…