I tried to move a little, enough for the owner of the hand to reposition toa less intrusive location but it didn’t. It followed me as if glued t... mylong black skirt. Then it squeezed. Yes, definite squeezing, I was surebecause it happened again. My instinct was to turn, find the owner andberate him for molesting me on a packed tube train but for some reason Ididn’t.Instead I did something that I still don’t believe today, I let him carryon. Maybe the memory of my recent failed. He knelt down and placed the towel and swim suit right next to her.“Sorry about this,” he said quietly. “Give me a minute to find out what’s going on here.”Roger walked over to Cathy and grasped her elbow to lead her back to her car.“What are you doing here, Cathy? I told you last week that we’re done,” he stated, the simmering anger obvious in his voice.“Oh, Roger. I know you didn’t mean that. I love you,” she said, sweetly.A bit stunned, Roger stopped walking and said, “Are you feeling. More

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