I had the worst train ride today, and it was wildly embarrassing! As always, the evening trains are always packed and squeezing with others is really the one thing I hate, let alone facing another person only centimeters apart and the person breathes through his mouth. Wow, the smell, whether one of bad breath or cigarettes was enough to make me leave the train for another one.

But such couldn't compare to what took place today. There was this guy behind me and he was rubbing his bulge against my behind. At first I thought nothing of it, but then the rubbing amounted to light thrusts and it just suddenly dawned on me he was there trying to get a hard-on. WTF! I was at first embarrassed and my face felt hot, because it was all so god-damn obvious, and yet I had been oblivious to it.

How bold this guy is! I've never encountered something like that before! And I was contemplating whether to let the matter go. I took two steps in front and he followed suit, still standing very closely behind me and I could still feel that bulge! He probably got bolder when I didn't respond and started the light thrusting against my bum again! FML! Shouldn't have worn that 15cm stilettos, else I would have been too short to be his target. But anger soon took over and I'm not sure why but I turned some 30 degrees and fisted him there before pretending to move towards the centre of the cabin, not before catching him twitch uncomfortably and mouthed a FUCKYOU while glaring at me. I felt a little scared and didn't know how to respond, really.

But if I had been bolder, I would have replied "You almost did". Hahhaha