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Mr. Longevity walks down the streets of his native O....., city where he was born, and certainly will die.
Some day.
Mr. Longevity is an a...... that usually w.... watching the ...
I won't say this is neither good nor bad; i am NOT a judge to judge the people who judge; i mean, i mean, i mean.
One two three: Mr. Longevity is waiting for the bus to come in the queue (the people do the queue for the buses that are to come, the reaxon is symple: the dooor of the bus is NOT wide enough to allow everyone to go IN at the same time; i mean, i mean, i mean): in the queue, Mr. Longevity (that is a dirty old man; dirty, nasty old man; dirty, nasty, blue old man), is watching the well-shaped thighs of a schoolgirl (that is the same i would do); slowly, he goes bending down his spine, like a reptile or a perch; to try to see more than thighs: he wants to see her butt and her thong (that is the same i would do): the bus arrives, everyone goes IN, and while the very little schoolgirl is ascending into the public transport, Mr. Longevity succeeds in see a milimetre of the nymph's yellow thong.
Is not easy to Mr. Longevity travel standing there (all the seats are occupied) with such erection: a fat-old woman looks at him with face of repugnance, and emits a forced cough.
Mr. Longevity replies with two forced coughs and one "ahem", and tries to bend his body a little, to hide the erection, that lingers on, tenacious.
15 stops later, the exuberant schoolgirl descends from the bus, and Mr. Longevity, in an act almost heroic, jumps off, too, before the automatic door close, and follows the lolita during two blocks, until reach her, and touch her arse with wild obscenity reflected in his eyes.
The young nereid in miniskirt, shouts and screams so loud, that a policeman appears, asking what happens.
The voluptuous nymphette tells everything to the officer, and Mr. Longevity falls irremissibly under arrest.
16 hours later with a visible paleness in his face, Mr. Longevity is released, and returns home, singing Lucy in the sky with diamonds with a husky, low voice.
One two three: just another day in the life of Mr. Longevity begins, this retired one of our countries, this nonworker of our cities; this, this...this wanker of our communities.
Hey, Mr. Fuck! What the fuck are you tryin' to do?
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