First of all, this is the first time I want to tell this story to someone — the first time I want to say this kind of story –
Second, this is not a very hot story, Yet it is the hottest story of my life.
I am from Iran, and English is not my first (not even the 2nd language), so sorry if I have mistakes in writing.
I was born in Iran, but I am probably not going to die there. This happens twenty years ago, when I was around 20, a university student, with no sexual experience.
I had to commute from my city to Tehran for the university, and the only route was a seven hours ride by bus. I was used to late-night buses. Around midnight, generally on Friday night. (The weekend there is Friday and the week begins with Saturday)
I was alone, and the bus was almost empty, it was fucking cold, and the snow turtled the bus.