Oh dear god...i don't know whether to laugh or cry. I was sitting on the train when a big fat man got on...he leaned against the doors right across from me and i saw him holding something and...moving it...fast...i thought "no way...he's not...it's just his hand...he's fidgeting with his hand..." i looked again then quickly looked away. Not his hand.
I looked at two other guys sitting in the seat where the show can be seen...seeing as how the man had partially covered himself. I made eye contact with one guy...he looked nervous and i bit my lip and smiled he didn't smile he just looked freaked.
So i looked away i was getting angrier and embarrassed by this fat sick fuck. I looked at the masturbatees face and he was kinda roaming. Then the thought occured "oh shit...what if he's looking at me??!?!" so on the next stop i ran off the train and went in to the next cart! sorry but i wasn't sticking around to see the grande finale end up on the floor.
Anyway...it's kinda funny now that i think about it...it's hilarious...who was he trying to fool!