Maybe Chikan? But no way... Inside the train that I got on at a different time than usual. Masami felt uncomfortable with the man's hand unnaturally hitting her thigh and buttocks. I'm sure it's just my imagination. She tried to get away with telling herself yes. But her hands were penetrating her skirt, finally trying to reach her most sensitive spot. no doubt. As soon as she believes it, her body stiffens in fear. It's Chikan! Without being able to squeeze out a word of her, Masami was squid by her mean fingers. But what her experience left on Masami was neither fear nor humiliation, but a pleasure she had never experienced before.
