Underwear Size
"Why did you have to ask the driver? I'm here, don't you dare speak to anyone other than me," Alice, upon hearing her, asked.
Alisha looked confused and said, "Why are you angry? I just asked because you were laughing."
Alice responded, "I don't need your permission to get angry about something. If I want to get angry, you are not the person I need to answer to,” Alice added, "Why did you ask the driver when I was laughing? You should have asked me, not this so-called driver."
Alisha couldn't understand why he was showing disrespect to everyone they met. She had never seen anyone behave like this before. In her orphanage, they all respected their elders. Nobody behaved like this with older people, as he was doing at that moment.
The car suddenly halted, causing Alisha to jump a bit and sit on his lap.
Alice's breath caught when he felt her sitting on him. He struggled to control himself, as he didn't want to scare her. He didn't want to force his desires on her, knowing how innocent she was.
Alisha felt something hard under her and asked, "Are you not wearing underwear?"
The driver coughed upon hearing her, and Alice's eyes widened. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. His face turned red with embarrassment.
“What are you talking about?,"Alice asked her.
"I can feel your penis rubbing on my backside. That's why I asked if you were wearing underwear," Alisha replied. "What is your penis size?"
Alice coughed, unable to believe how shamelessly she was asking such things, especially in front of the driver.
Alice said in a loud voice, "Why are you asking this? Can't you have a bit of shame? Why do you need to ask about my penis size or underwear?"
Alisha narrowed her eyes upon hearing him shouting, "Why are you shouting? I'm not deaf. I can hear you. I asked nothing that should make you this angry. If you ever want a girl to sit on your lap, at least wear underwear. That's not good at all,"
In anger, Alice shouted to the driver, "Get out of here."
The driver immediately got out of the car, unable to control his laughter.
Alice grabbed Alisha's cheek firmly. "You have no work other than humiliating me like this? Don't you think you are just talking nonsense, especially in front of my driver?"
Alisha felt his nails digging into her cheeks. "I didn't humiliate you. I just told the truth. Why are you so angry?"
"Why are you pressing this underwear topic too much? Why is my underwear your topic of discussion?" Alice asked.
"Because your penis is rubbing on me," Alisha replied.
"Why do you need to ask about my penis size? Are you taking it as some casual conversation, foolish woman?"
"I know about this. Why are you angry like I'm asking for your kidneys?" Alisha retorted,"I never asked anyone about their size, but my butts is suffering because of your penis. That's why I thought about asking. If you have an issue with it, I will not ask again," she explained.
"It's even worse than taking my kidneys, Dumbo. You really can't ask any man about their size, dammit. There is no way it's normal," Alice argued.
"If someone is going to make me sit in their lap, and then my butts is going to get disturbed, I have no problem in doing it," Alisha countered, "I'm a grown girl, so how can you make me sit on your lap but I can't ask about your penis that everyone can see in pants or see? You are such a wicked man who thinks you can do anything, but I can't even ask. Why can you make me sit in your lap or bathe me, but I can't even ask a question like it's poison? First, decide what you want, then get angry at me.”
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