This is the story of the first time I was molested and the sexual desires that had been sleeping inside me came to life. That day, it happened while I was moving on the train...it happened on a normal day like any other. The man sitting next to me kept touching my body, then moving away, then moving away...and then I felt his hand on my butt...I immediately realized he was molesting me and cried out! "Hey..." he said, and then he forcefully covered my mouth with his hand, so I couldn't make a sound...