The fitting room of the gentleman's office. I tried to bring a big pants with a large size, and tried to put it in the curtains, and the middle-class space and tight skirts put on my knees. The face is near the room of the male guest... The stool stiff the trousers according to the timing to put the tip on the hem! I lose the word to the Po Po over the big erect underwear. Evidence that you can't see your eyes even though you think you don't have to look at it? If you close the Po poo to the face of the clerk, "customer!!" I'm disappointed...