Today something quite traumatic happened to me?
They were the sort of couple you might see at the gym together. He was in a full shell suit and she was wearing Lycra leggings in a tasteful shade of hot pink. There was a good 7/8 inches between them, which I feel is quite typical of these types of sickening, Neanderthal romances. He was also probably 10 years older, give or take. It was all very basic.
She was very pretty, with a good body, despite her poor taste in clothing, and he did look very proud that she belonged to him, so I sense the hand holding was his idea. He was an eyesore.
I’m proud of myself that I didn’t vomit, didn’t even throw up just a tiny bit in my mouth, and the nausea went away pretty quickly, maybe an hour or two after. It’s frightening though to think that any time you go outdoors for an innocent stroll you might come across one of these couples out of nowhere, scaring the bejesus out of you. It’s terrifying to think that he could’ve leaned down and kissed her, or squeezed her butt or something even more sickening that I daren’t even think about. I got off lucky this time.
Why do the perverse masses insist on being so basic bitch in public, and putting the rest of us through such horrors? It’s fine to be so revolting in the privacy of your own home, but outdoors, why not just treat it like you do nudity and only do it on specific beaches, eh?
Has this ever happened to you?
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