With my other hand I reached into my pocket and took it out and handed it across to him. And I was right. xxx desi My row was the back row of this section, so there was a partition behind. He was hardly likely to invite me, was he? He still didn’t move. His eyes looked as though they might be blue or grey but it was difficult to see them, as he tended to look down all the time. As he leaned forward, his ‘T’ shirt rode up behind him, revealing his spine and the waistband of his underwear; at this angle, side-on, I couldn’t make much out but it was a plain blue elasticated band, below which was the hint of colourful cotton. As he walked along, I could see what I was sure was an outline of something down the left leg of his track-suit bottoms that swayed slightly as he moved forward, enough for me to decide that he was not wearing tight underpants!
