I was coming back late from school, so I had to enter a molue. And there was so much crowd at that oshodi where molue use to load. After much struggling, I entered one and it was standing.
As the bus, started moving, I felt something poke me at my back, I turned, and it was a man that was standing with his newspaper. I felt maybe it was his newspaper that touched me, so I just shifted. After some minutes, same thing. I shifted again. When I couldn't bear it any longer, I just turned and face the man, lo and behold, the man's dick was standing!
I shouted, oga what is this nau? That was when people noticed and started insulting the man. And he could not make any comments. When we got to the next bus stop, the man came down from the bus with shame.
I felt molested that day. Ever since then, I don't even enter big buses. I just enter small buses and sit down. I don't want stories that touch