A deeply unforgettable past event

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That was two years ago. After lunch, I was playing computer games alone in my typing and photocopying shop when I suddenly remembered I hadn't paid my phone bill. So I went out to pay it, and on my way back, I was caught in a thunderstorm. Luckily, the shop wasn't far away, so I didn't bother looking for shelter and just ran back. When I opened the door, I realized my clothes were almost completely soaked. I had no choice but to turn on the fan, hoping the air circulation would help my clothes dry faster. But my stockings were definitely unwearable; the mud from the road had stained them, and I really hate wearing dirty stockings. So I took them off, threw them on the sofa, and went inside to continue playing my game.
The rain kept pouring down. About five minutes later, a man around forty years old came in. He casually closed my glass door and handed me some documents—a contract. Since I had business, I stopped playing and helped him type up the contract. After stating his request, he sat down on the sofa in the outer room to read the Yangtze Evening Post I had bought yesterday. My stockings, which I had taken off, were lying next to him, practically within reach. I wanted to take them into the inner room, but I was too embarrassed.
The document wasn't long, and I quickly typed it up, even proofreading it for him to ensure it was correct. I made three copies as he requested. When I came out of the outer room, I felt something was off. The whole scene startled me; I had never seen a man like this before! He was no longer sitting on the sofa but had moved behind the desk facing the door. Although he was turned away from the inner room door, I still saw everything. He had half-pulled down his trousers, his left hand on the desk, his right hand holding my stockings, pulling them up to his elbow, and repeatedly thrusting his genitals, still covered by the stockings. I was terrified. At this moment, he realized I had come out, but he didn't stop; instead, he moved even faster, accompanied by low moans.
My face flushed, I turned away, covered my ears, and shouted repeatedly, "What are you doing?" But he didn't answer. Suddenly, he stopped, his face flushed, and repeatedly said, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" I didn't know how to respond. Honestly, I'd never seen anything like it before, and I didn't know how to handle it! All I could think about was getting him to leave quickly! Then, he stood up, straightened his clothes, and casually rolled up my stockings and put them in his pocket. I wanted to stop him, but I couldn't speak. Thankfully, he didn't say much, just that he'd sold me the stockings and would pay me along with the typing and photocopying fees. He then put a hundred yuan on my desk. As he left, he turned back and said, "I'm so sorry, I couldn't control myself from being seduced by your stockings!"
I stood there, stunned, feeling humiliated, but I wasn't angry at all, not because of the money. I felt a strange, inexplicable feeling towards him, really. But I'd never seen anything like it before, so I couldn't handle him. Even now, if something like this happened again, I wouldn't be able to face it. Perhaps this is the gap between dreams and reality!
Two years have passed in the blink of an eye. He has never come to my store, and I have never met him, but this incident remains etched in my memory!

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