LEZ/BI MISOGYNY
They nudged each other and sniggered, exchanging lecherous grins and making lingering eye contact with my cleavage. One of them murmured, “Great dress”, as their lips twitched lasciviously. The others smirked like schoolboys, understanding what those words really meant; “Great rack”. More shameless staring. More tit-tering. I half-expected the Benny Hill theme song to kick in.