The middle age man was feeling my boobs and enjoying it on this back I am sure he must have has an erection but the boy behind me was just too much. H... was feeling ,my ass as if no one else was there he was pinching it ,touching it and even tried to put his hand inside by ass but did not succeed as there were a lot of people seeing us. As soon as some station went then came andheri I knew I was going to get molested by will, almost everyone who got down there felt me from top to bottom. People. I near tackled her trying to hug her. She rolled her hips, grabbed my shirt, I hit the floor.“Shit!” Pat swore. “I’m sorry. No I’m not! You called me Patricia!”I just reached up and pulled her down on top of me and dragged her onto my chest. She fought me until hugged she me. I whispered, “I’m glad you’re home.”“Dean!” Renée called out.“Stop molesting that girl and come here.” Zoë’s voice turned my head.“You’re not Kia...” The blonde hid behind my sister. My stomach turned. I had to get to my. I must have been closer than I thought because he took a little start and looked up at me. "Sorry, must have lost track of the time. Do you know what it is now?" I told him, and he responded, "Wow, I must have drifted off. Place seems more peaceful during weeknights." We started to make a little small talk and to my embarrassment, I felt myself starting to swell and push upwards, tenting against the towel. He must have noticed, I thought, maybe I should think about leaving. But I quickly. How nervous am I? I can't believe I actually agreed to meet her. Still; I'm here now, so let's see if I can't try and calm down a little. Breathe. Relax. I'm early, so that's good. It'll give me a little time to compose myself. Nervous? No; scared witless, more like.)(Well, it looks like she chose a nice place to meet. Shame about the weather, though. It's coming down really hard now. Geez; I'm having a polite small-talk chat with myself. And I'm getting verbal diarrhoea with it. What's that.