My life was ruined by molestation... I could have turned back, but I... I was molested on the commuter train. Was it a misunderstanding, like something touched my butt?No, no... this is molestation. If I were to actually be victimized, I would be so scared that my whole body would become stiff and I wouldn't be able to make a sound. He groped my butt from above my skirt, and when I realized that I couldn't resist, I touched my ass with a feather, tracing my obscene area from above my pants. Then, my fingers entered my pants... an obscene sound echoed... I was embarrassed... I didn't want him to find out... I couldn't do anything more... When we arrived at the station, the man quickly left, but I couldn't get over the lingering feeling.It must have been scary and humiliating, but that day I couldn't get the pleasure of the molester out of my head, and I couldn't concentrate on work, and as soon as I got home, I masturbated irresponsibly, remembering the morning's molester.I shouldn't have gotten into that vehicle. I might be molested again...Even though I knew that, I couldn't control my urges. I guess I was expecting to be molested again... "You won't regret it.The other day, I couldn't even scream.'' ``You came on board because you wanted to be molested, right?'' The molester wasn't alone...Everyone around me was a gangster.I was molested on a commuter train that had turned into a lawless zone...I was pumping adrenaline.I thought this was the end.I was made into a sex-treated pet.Then, the next day, when I got into that vehicle, the molester and the student conspired to take over the entire vehicle... "You're a teacher! You're such a perverted woman, aren't you?" That's right...I'm a pervert...I couldn't escape from the unrealistic sexual pleasure.I'm sure I'll be riding in this vehicle again tomorrow morning...
