What can YOU say in six sentences?
She pulled the trolley suitcase noisily behind her, the girl with the purple hair and tight grey trousers. I watched as her short legs strode forward purposefully, backwards and forwards, gazing appreciatively at the rise and fall of her voluptuous rear.
The conductor blew the whistle and she leapt on to the train, with me following close behind, but then she stopped
suddenly, causing me to fall headlong over her suitcase towards her. I put out my arm to steady myself and accidentally grabbed her breast, soft and squelshy under her t-shirt like a cloth pudding. She squealed and I apologised profusely, explaining that I had not intended to grope her breast, seeing as how I was more of an arse man myself.
Yes, can't beat a nice bit of farce.