Kathy was never fond of riding the train. It was something that she had to do sometimes. Riding the train alone was often a source of dread in the tall, gawky, redhead virgin. At 5′ 11″, Kathy was the tallest girl in her class.
At 120 lbs, she felt she was a little slender to be attractive. Her flat chest caused her no end of embarrassment in the shower after gym classes. Kathy felt that the other girls were snickering behind her back about her boyish figure. Even guys didn’t pay her much attention, hence her ongoing virginity at 18. Well, technically, she wasn’t a virgin. She has long since gotten rid of the proof with regular use of her trusty hairbrush’s handle.
Kathy was riding the train home alone this afternoon because she was late leaving school. Usually her friends, Becky and Natasha would ride with her and give her a feeling of safety. Today she was by herself. She felt a little vulnerable on the crowded train heading east.
She placed her big backpack on the floor between her legs. It had all the books for the new term inside of it. Kathy gripped the rubber handle coming down from the train’s ceiling with both hands to keep her balance in the fast moving, swaying train. Falling down was not an option; she couldn’t handle the embarrassment. But it wasn’t a big fear as the train’s passengers were jammed in really tight against each other.
The cool air from a floor vent in front of her felt nice between her legs; it kept the stickiness to a minimum and it made her feel fresh. She had her legs spread apart with the bag between her ankles. The naïve schoolgirl didn’t realize what a ridiculously inviting target her spread legs and short skirt made. She was an easy target for any one of the many train perverts that preyed on any meek female with an accessible bottom.