That day... I can't forget being touched by an unknown old man on the train... Since I was young, I was often bullied by boys because my breasts were too big. I couldn't say I hated it. But when I was bullied like that... my heart would race. Am I really strange? I couldn't help it... I gathered older men... and play with them together... I... always wanted to be violated... Could you also... violate me a lot?
