Sexual energy and... empty pockets!

If you read my posts on Sexual energy and music, you will like this: Yesterday, 4AM, I came back from a friend's party. Yes... a bit drunk, so to speak. I was with another friend who took her train back home and leave me alone at the station. Suddenly a bunch of guys, much likely Romania's Roma, ask me to take a photo with them. I said "OK" and they came to me and started to jump and jump saying "cheeesss!". Suddenly the taller guy started some kind of fucking mimics in one of my legs, meanwhile the guy with the camera came to me to show me the photos. Between my high levels of alcohol and this astonishing surprise I could not react. Most likely for good. Then, they said "thanks" and vanished. This happened in less that 15 seconds, no kidding. In the next 8 seconds I realized that my wallet wasn't in my pocket anymore, my mobil had a new owner and my backpack was open. This was a beautiful, PhD-level lesson about sexual energy!