Essay 1

That happened a few years ago. I was taking a minibus home, and it was incredibly crowded, practically packed with people. I was carrying some vegetables, just a few cucumbers, and that's when the incident happened. As the bus moved, I noticed someone was pushing against my vegetables. A woman around 40 years old leaned towards me, occasionally nudging her buttocks against the vegetables. I found it amusing, figuring she must have thought someone was harassing her, so I decided to tease her. I'm not a pervert on public transport; I just wanted to have some fun. So I moved, squeezing behind her. She noticed me, glanced at me instinctively, and then stopped. My crotch was pressed against her buttocks. Actually, it was impossible not to be; the bus was so crowded. With the bus stopping and starting, I realized I had shamelessly gotten an erection, pressing against her buttocks. She clearly knew what was going on, but instead of showing any displeasure, she started seducing me. She was chatting with her friend, and perhaps afraid of being discovered, she initially just gently rubbed against me. I was stunned. Having never been a pervert before, I was genuinely at a loss. However, I could still accept all of this. As we stood together longer, she thrust into me with particularly force, perhaps because she was very thirsty or had a strong desire; her hip movements were very proactive. Thinking about it now, it's incredibly arousing. She thrust into me very forcefully, but I went limp. Perhaps her proactive behavior made me back down. She also noticed my erection and seemed surprised, clearly disappointed. A short while later, she reached her stop and got off with her friend.
Afterwards, I found it very exciting, so for the next few days, I would fantasize about it happening again when I rode the bus.
Later, I pressed my leg against a woman's leg twice, but nothing more. After all, I'm not a professional pervert. Even though it was just touching, they all knew I did it intentionally. If they didn't like it, they could have moved away, even if they moved away by two centimeters, I wouldn't have pressed against them. But the few times I encountered them, they didn't move away. Perhaps they also enjoyed the thrill. Every time I got off the bus and looked back, I would pay attention to their expressions; they probably looked more disappointed than anything else.
Later, a beautiful woman who had been sitting close to me got off the bus with me. I genuinely didn't know the way, so I asked her for directions. After that, I left, but as I turned to go, her expression showed a hint of reluctance and disappointment. I realized she probably really wanted my contact information, or at least didn't want me to leave so quickly.
After this experience, reflecting on the women I'd met on the bus, I realized they all seemed to have some expectations. Perhaps they hoped I would take the initiative, but none of them seemed averse to me because my advances were minimal. They could have easily avoided me by simply shifting their bodies slightly, but they didn't. Their reactions suggested they weren't averse.
I later realized this wasn't a good approach. Even though it was just for a little excitement, encountering someone who disliked me could have ruined my mood, so I changed my ways. I've decided not to do it again.
Maybe I was too naive before. Looking back, I realize I missed several opportunities for romantic encounters. It's a pity now. If I could do it all over again, I think I would seize the chance.
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