Crowded buses offer many benefits

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Because my commute to work isn't far, I rarely take the bus or subway, which is one of the more fortunate aspects of life for Beijing residents, as I rarely encounter perverts on buses.

However, I did need to take the bus a few years ago, so I'm not entirely without experience, but it's been so long that I won't go into details, and besides, I don't have any particularly memorable experiences.

It's just that recently, due to work, I've had to frequently travel to other workplaces, and I've experienced the overcrowding on Beijing buses again, much worse than a few years ago. It's like several people fall off the bus as soon as the doors open.

Just yesterday, I arrived at the station early and couldn't squeeze onto four or five buses in a row. It wasn't until after 8 o'clock that I finally got on, and even then, only a few people fell off the doors; it was still very crowded inside. Once

on the bus, I had no choice but to squeeze with the flow of people, eventually ending up next to the card reader. I managed to stand still by holding onto a pillar.

The driver, seeing everyone had boarded and the doors finally closed, slowly shuffled forward with the flow of traffic, and then the conductor reminded everyone to swipe their cards.

It was then that I realized how awkward my position was. My chest was pressed against the card reader, and with so many people, turning around was impossible. I had to force my way through the people behind me to move my chest away from the reader a little.

But it only moved me a tiny distance; the people behind me couldn't move at all. Others wouldn't wait, and they all came over to swipe their cards, intentionally or unintentionally brushing against my chest. I had no choice but to endure it.

If it were just that, there wouldn't be anything worth writing about. But next to me was a man, who looked to be in his early thirties. He was dressed quite respectably, but his hair was very messy, probably not cut for a month, or maybe it was messed up from being jostled around. His eyes were lifeless, giving off a decadent vibe, but his features were decent enough, and he wasn't particularly unpleasant. While others were just taking the opportunity to brush against my chest, he came up with a solution. Because the train was crowded, people a little further away couldn't reach their cards to swipe, so he would take other people's cards and swipe them himself. It was definitely intentional, because every time he did, he would brush against my chest, and whenever I looked at him, his eyes would dart away.

After everyone around me swiped their cards, he didn't dare grope my chest anymore. There was nothing to cover him, and everyone could see. I didn't really care about this level of harassment; I'm not a little girl anymore, not that sensitive. But after a while, I noticed his leg rubbing against mine. Looking at him, he pretended not to notice, deliberately turning his head to look outside. His posture was incredibly awkward. I found it amusing; he didn't even dare to reach out, yet he wanted to be a bus pervert. So I ignored him. Let him rub if he wants; I had nowhere to hide anyway.

Soon the bus arrived at the station, and more people got on. The doors took a long time to close, and I was pushed further in, further from the handrails. Being short, I couldn't hold onto anything, but with so many people, I wasn't worried about falling. The timid pervert from before also came over and stood next to me. I actually wished he'd been bolder. My chest had already been aroused by all the people rubbing against it, and I was actually kind of looking forward to it. I secretly glanced at him; he was still staring out the window, I wondered what he was thinking, maybe plotting his move?

The bus started moving again, but he just used the swaying to lean against me, his only movement being to put his hand near me, occasionally touching my thigh and butt, but nothing more. After a few more stops, people started getting off, and there was more space. Seeing how timid he was, and knowing I'd be seen with fewer people around, I lost interest and walked to the door. It was almost time to get off. I didn't expect him to be so persistent, despite his lack of courage. He actually followed me, standing right behind me and occasionally rubbing against me. At this point, I started to get annoyed. This guy, all lust and no guts, kept pestering me relentlessly. It was so annoying! I immediately felt like I couldn't stand him anymore, but I couldn't lash out, so I just endured it. Anyway, we were getting off soon; he couldn't follow me all the way

to our destination. The doors opened, and I deliberately stomped on his foot hard before running off. I finally felt relieved. I'm also grateful that I knew buses were crowded in the morning and I wasn't wearing high heels, otherwise his foot would have been swollen for days. Such a coward wouldn't dare chase after me in broad daylight, so nothing like the scenes you're hoping for will happen next. Hehe.

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