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The relentless beauty 

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Graduation came in the blink of an eye, which meant I was about to start working. On the advice of relatives and friends, I came to Guangzhou.
The weather in Guangzhou is so hot! Every day, I'm busy rushing to job fairs in the sweltering heat, dealing with the strange and difficult questions from interviewers,
enduring their condescending gazes, and that eerie smile on their lips—it feels like a never-ending
nightmare. Among the job seekers, a junior college diploma is insignificant. My theoretical knowledge can't compare to a bachelor's degree holder, and my practical experience
can't match that of a vocational school graduate. I'm stuck in the middle, failing time and time again. It feels like nearly twenty years of schooling has been wasted.
I guess most junior college graduates are in this awkward situation now. Sigh! Life is like rape; if you can't resist, you just have to silently
accept it.
Sigh! Another failure today. Just came from the job fair, my mouth dry and parched. I loosened my tie, dragged my weary
body onto the bus, and quickly found a seat in the last row. I propped my chin up with my hand and looked out the window. Suits and ties
, beautiful white-collar workers—everyone was rushing about, all striving and working hard for their jobs. Thinking
about this, I was speechless. I've been in Guangzhou for so long, and despite eating instant noodles every day, my money is dwindling
. A job seems like a mirage, a distant dream. I don't even dare to think about the future. Sometimes,
the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.
The bus arrived at the station. A few middle-aged women got off at the back door, and a few young girls boarded at the front door. They were stylishly dressed
and quite attractive. Guangzhou is hot, and the women there are dressed very lightly, in sheer tops and light denim
mini-skirts, always creating a beautiful scene on the street, which makes us men feel very happy.
There weren't many empty seats, and a beautiful woman sat down next to me. She wore a pink silk top, a short mini-
skirt, had large, dark eyes, a quiet and elegant face, fair arms, snow-white legs, and a
faint, alluring fragrance—truly tempting to tempt any man.
She glanced at me, noticing my cheap suit, and a strange glint in her eyes. Not to be
outdone, I looked at her back, freely appraising her from head to toe. Petite and delicate figure, snow-white arms, shapely, straight
legs, youthful and alluring breasts, and smooth, delicate skin—she was undeniably a beauty. The bus
was moving slowly when it suddenly made a sharp turn. My left hand inadvertently landed on her thigh, which
could be considered sexual harassment. I wanted to remove it, but remembering her disdainful look, I kept it on, my fingers
stroking her thigh, slipping inside her skirt. Her skin was so smooth and moist; it felt amazing
, and I smiled smugly. I continued to caress her smooth thigh relentlessly.
The beauty blushed, wanting to shout "Pervert!" I slipped my fingers deep into her thigh, wantonly rubbing
the tender flesh of her vulva, pulling at the pubic hair on either side, looking at her with eyes that seemed to say: "Go ahead and shout. " She
wanted to shout, but instead lowered her head and murmured softly. I quickly pulled my fingers out, firstly because I felt I had gone too
far, and secondly because what if she started crying and screaming? I had only intended to punish the pretty girl, but it had turned out like this
. Carelessness had cost me dearly.
I took out some tissues and carefully handed them to her. She cried even louder, and people around us turned to look at me.
I felt a little embarrassed and was wondering what to do when the bus arrived at its stop. I put the remaining tissues on her
bag without checking her reaction and ran off the bus through the back door as if my life depended on it. When I looked back, I realized the bus was already far
away. Oh well, I should go back. I still need to look for a job tomorrow.

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