love on the highway

It's was my first time travelling to the city, I was at the motor park with my bag(sack bag) on my head. I stood still and was deciding the particular bus to enter, a young Lady as beautiful as the queen of England approached the second bus and sat at the back seat. Her dress was well shaped, her bangles reminded me of Vanessa my beloved girlfriend whom i had promised to come carry to the city when things would later go well in city, her shape alone had sparked the attention of the young man in between my tight jean trouser. Her dark skin reminded me of the rich African soil. My attention quickly went back to Vanessa my beloved yet couldn't take my eyes off this beautiful lady I had seen, I decided to follow the second bus because loosing sight of this young lady will cause my sleepless nights. As I approached the bus, my long trouser which had covered my shoes got stocked against the door of the bus. Trying to cover the shame, I again slipped off and almost fell to the ground. Looking at me with Kean interest, the lady giggled and looked away as I cleaned the dust off my newly acquired jean trouser. I decided to sit beside this lady who was at the back seat.