"Oi, Kafka!...Just where in hell are your hands going?!" Nina grabbed my hair and pulled me away when, all of a sudden, she felt my hands slide down her waist and move to her posterior region. "I don't remember giving you permission to feel up my butt, so just what do you think you're doing right now?"
"You're misunderstanding, Nina. I wasn't trying to grope your butt or anything." I looked up at her and said with an oblivious look on my face, which made her pity me and let loosen her grip on my hair. "I was just trying to check out the ratio and see how vast the difference was."
"Ratio?...What ratio?" Nina asked while keeping an eye on my hands in case I tried something again.
