The sexiest thing happened one November afternoon. After a two hour bus ride, I saw the single sexiest thing ever. When I got off of the bus, I would not have guessed that I would have seen this. The sexiest thing I have ever seen was wearing a dark, calf-length denim jacket, and the requisite four-inch (10cm) heeled leather boots. Her hair was pulled back in a pony tail and she was not facing me directly, but she had the best smile. When she saw me, the only thing that she could say was that she worried that she was smiling at the wrong person. I am sure every guy on the street had a smile, because they thought that she was smiling at them.
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