Sitting on a bus a few years ago in London, a man next to me was reading his newspaper. He started stroking my leg under the newspaper. When I moved he stopped so I thought maybe I imagined it, but then he started again. I kept thinking he couldn’t be doing it, so it took me a while, but then I got up and moved seats. I was too shy and scared to make more of a fuss. He looked at me as he got off the bus as if I had enjoyed what he did.
– Rebecca
Location: Westminster, London, UK
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