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Thursday, December 27, 2007

Ejaculation Station

Well this event occurred when I was going home at Brooklyn, on the F train. This was relatively early, around 8pm, from Queens to Manhattan. I stepped into a car where I didn't notice any females on the train at all. Thinking nothing of it, I went and found a seat. Then I saw this man, and he said something to me. I didn't know what he was talking about and I ignored him. But apparently he felt safe and justified about something.. for he then unzipped his pants to take out his private part to start masturbating and panting. It was pretty gross and somehow because of my past with men and perhaps cultural upbringing, I didn't say anything... I became very still and mortified.

It was a long train ride.. and at the next stop, there were one or two females that got boarded the car, he stopped, but as the train moved again, he began again until I believe he actually ejaculated. I was wondering, why didn't anyone say anything.. did they not see... ? I truly regretted not screaming or doing anything. When the train finally reached Manhattan, I quickly got off the train, but my throat felt so clogged up and I couldn't say anything at all. However, I was pretty pissed off and scared that rest of the ride home. As a result up to now, I don't get on the F train as readily as I did before. I truly wished I did something.. but I didn't, so I am sorry to say I let this fucking pervert get away.

Sumbitted by Linda