Subway Ride
by Norm DePloom
Copyright© 2005 by Norm DePloom
Copyright © 2003 Norm DePloom. ALL Rights Reserved
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All the characters and events in this story are fictional; any resemblance to real people or events is entirely coincidental.
Jacquie was, as usual reading as she rode the crowded subway. Holding onto the support that dangled from the roof of the car with her left hand, and with her book in her right hand Jacquie was concentrating on not noticing the crowed of humanity around her. When the hand touched her, she didn't give it too much thought, she moved away as an automatic response. As she moved away from the offending hand, Jacquie bumped into another person who leaned toward her, forcing her back to where she had been when she felt the hand. All of this happened without Jacquie taking her eyes from the paperback book in her hand. The second time the hand touched, and distinctly caressed, her fanny Jacquie looked up from her reading prepared to say something to the pervert who was groping her and move to another part of the car.
"Shhh," a man said as Jacquie looked up into his face. Jacquie found it very uncomfortable to find a strange man standing so close to her. As she lowered her book the man took a step closer. Jacquie's breasts were almost touching the man's chest.
"Don't say a word," he said softly as he reached up and placed his hand over hers on the overhead handhold.
"Wh..."
"Shhh," the man said again, Jacquie felt a sharp point pressing against her belly, "be quite and you won't be hurt." Jacquie looked down and saw the point of a switchblade pushing against her stomach. She gasped involuntarily when she felt the back of her skirt raised, and the man standing behind her slip both of his hands inside the top of her panties. She swallowed several times as his hands massaged her butt cheeks.
"No, oh god no," Jacquie whispered as the men on each side of her slipped a hand under her blouse and, working in unison, pulled her bra up off her breasts. They then began to pinch and twist her nipples.
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