Every morning commute to work is depressing for me. It was more than 10 years ago. I was falsely accused of molestation and was called to the stationmaster's office, and I almost lost everything in my life... That's why I'm sick of molestation. You can't curse an ass that you don't touch. Or so I thought, but one day, I saw a beautiful woman in pantyhose on the commuter train, and her groping figure was so beautiful that it made my mouth water, and it messed with my reason and my life. I want to touch that beautiful woman, those beautiful legs, and splash my bodily fluids on her...! I gave in to my desire and risked my life to molest her lustful lower body, and she was so sensitive that she peed herself on the train...