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THE PERVERT ON THE BUS

Since I lived off-campus I thought that I would come in a day earlier, as I was going to hang out with some friends in Papine at the UWI Mona campus. I had to commute by bus because I was having car trouble. And the mechanic said it would be a week at least before he could sort the problem out.

The August Town express bus left downtown packed to capacity.

Literally.

I tried to make myself comfortable because anything was better than standing at the bus stop at this hour of the evening. I checked my phone and it was already 7:30 p.m.

The other passengers were fairly quiet as I guess they all wanted to reach their destination at this time of the night.

The pervert stood quietly and lonely in the aisle, just waiting for this pretty young woman to get lost in her thoughts before he makes his move.

And he did.

He moved closer and stood directly behind me, with his hand lightly touching my back.

I don’t know why but a feeling told me to look at the man standing behind me. I scanned him from head to toe and noted that he was tall, dark, and good-looking. A smile teased his thick lips. I rolled my eyes and look away.

It was only because the bus was so packed that he was standing so close to my body, I think to myself while…