Because the pick-up car suddenly couldn't come, I ended up taking the train for the first time in 10 years. I didn't know the morning rush hour train would be this crowded. In the packed train, I felt someone touching my body. In an instant, that hand moved to my ass... my chest... and into my clothes. Before I knew it, my clothes were gone, and my precious breasts, which are also my tools for my job, were being squeezed and fondled at will. If someone found out that a celebrity like me was assaulted, my mouth would be torn apart if I tried to tell anyone. And to think that I even enjoyed it... [My K-cup breasts are too big. I was molested and fell into lust.]
