I'm groped every day on the train during my commute. When I told my homeroom teacher about this, she agreed to ride the train with me starting the next morning to catch the suspect. As usual, someone started touching my body, their hands reaching for my ass and crotch… but today there's someone who will help… He should have been there. The familiar slimy hand of evil was… my homeroom teacher. I can't forget the face of my homeroom teacher smiling at my surprised expression. Since that day, I've had my crotch played with by my homeroom teacher, and now I even get wet down there in anticipation. I got so excited from having sex on the train that I ended up asking my homeroom teacher for his dick after school. Am I already a fucked-up person?
