`Bus groper creep` – Woodhouse Lane

On a very crowded bus, with every seat taken and passengers standing, I was sitting in a window seat with a man on the aisle seat next to me. He had his hand on his lap and it looked like he was slowly inching it towards my leg. At fist, I dismissed the thought. It was very busy and we were squashed against each other like everyone else – personal space is rather reduced on busy public transport. But after a couple of minutes he stretched his finger out and tried to but his hand on my leg, no doubt about it. I turned to face him and opened my mouth to challenge him, but he jumped up out of his seat, bumping into other passengers, fell over as the bus came to a stop, and swiftly got off, avoiding my glare as the bus drove off. Creep.

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