Flirting or Harassment? My Unexpected Bus Experience

After spending a week and 2 days at my friend's place, I decided to leave. Actually, I went to sort my new apartment out in another city, and I was with her pending the time I would finish the whole process.

_{At the garage waiting for our bus to arrive}

But while I was on the bus this morning travelling back to my place, something happened — one I never thought could happen to me. The guy seated next to me acted strangely, funny and uncomfortable at the same time because I never expected such a thing to happen.

At first, he kept resting his hand on my thigh. I thought it was unintentional, but after a few minutes, his hand was still there. I assumed it was due to the tight space, making it hard for him to sit comfortably. His legs were even resting on a tyre the driver hadn't bothered to remove from between the back seat, a common thing for commercial drivers.

I was busy on my phone, entertained, and didn't think much of it at first. I tried shifting slightly, hoping his hand would move, but I wasn't planning to do anything until I could understand what was happening. However, the more I adjusted my position, pretending I needed to get comfortable, the more his hand stayed. It left my thigh briefly, only for him to place it back immediately.

I wondered if he was waiting for me to react, but I decided to wait and see what would happen first. Then, I noticed his hand moving upward toward my belly. That was when I realized exactly what was going on.

Without saying a word, I removed his hand sharply, it was a silent warning from me. I wanted to see if he would try it again, and if he did, I was ready to shout and expose him. Like, what was that all about?

This has never happened to me before, and I never imagined it would. When he was getting down at his junction, he dared to bid me goodbye before stepping down. Was he flirting with me on the bus? Or was it something else entirely?

Perhaps he assumed I was the kind of girl who would enjoy being played with roughly by a stranger, that I wouldn't say anything. What kind of silly assumption is that?

Till I got home, the thought of what happened to me kept coming and I was wondering how some people would ever think of trying such in a public bus. Perhaps some other naughty girls might not react since they want such. I wouldn't be surprised if such ever has happened somewhere else because the world is so large, and anything is possible.

But thank God I never had to scream before the situation was handled gently, and he behaved himself, too.

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