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Central Park, right after the wonderful NYC Mini 10k race with thousands of women accomplishing that personal goal, and what happens after this empowering run…we have THIS loser purposely bumping into woman after woman and then trying to rub his midsection (dick) on them!!! Time after time my husband and I watched this bastard seek out a target, walk right over bounce, and then proceed to needle in for the rub up!! After making himself totally obvious with his carrying on, my husband and I walked over to him confronted him and threatened to “break his face” My husband aimed his blackberry and snapped these 2 photos – then we proceeded to chase him out the Park. We got all in his face and yelled at him and he just stood there looking stupid. Women, these guys are losers, DO NOT be afraid to call them out, and get all rowdy, no need to be demur because that is exactly what they’re looking for – for you to keep quiet while they act out. I’ve seen this on the train and women always have that “did he just….” look, open your mouths, kick these guys in the groin, call the cops and let them sort out the shit when these dicks are on the ground howling in pain.
I got on a Brooklyn bound L at Union Square; it wasn’t very crowded (for rush hour) but I was still lucky to find a seat. Or so I thought.
I sat between this asshole and another guy. As soon as I sat down, though, this guy (who is obviously pretty large) squeezed closer to me rather than making room. He had plenty of room to move over, but instead sat smugly in place. Just you’re average dick, I thought, until he started rubbing his arm against my ribs, and resting his hand between our thighs. Giving him the benefit of the doubt I asked politely, “Could you move over just a bit?”
“No,” he said, at which point I realized what his other hand was doing, “I like letting bitches know that they shouldn’t sit where their big asses don’t fit. At that a woman across from us said, “You’re taking up more room than her and him [the guy next to me] combined!” I don’t know if she or anyone else noticed what was going on in his pants. I snapped a blurry pic (I was upset) as I got off at the next shop, and congratulated him on making the site. But I didn’t feel the winner in the situation. Sometimes even such a great outlet as Holla Back just isn’t enough.
Submitted by Hannah
The cops caught this man masturbating on the 6 train this week. It was his 53rd offense, 29 of which involved sexual abuse on the subway. We can’t help but to wonder how many times he wasn’t caught. To read more, click here.
A 21-year-old Harris County woman filed a $200,000 lawsuit against American Airlines alleging employees on a flight to Los Angeles from Dallas/Fort Worth Airport failed to protect her while she slept from another passenger who masturbated to her and ejaculated in her hair, according to a lawsuit she filed last week in Tarrant County.
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I took the Peter Pan Bus from Port Authority to Providence on Monday, Feb 25 at 8:00pm. The man across the aisle from me got pretty chatty right away, and I was friendly toward him until he started annoying me and I put in my headphones and stopped paying attention. I could feel him staring at me for most of the ride, but I didn’t want to encourage him, so I kept my eyes on the road outside. After a couple of hours (and after ignoring several attempts on his part to get my attention) I got fed up and turned to look at him, hoping he’d leave me the fuck alone. No such luck.
He had his dick out of his pants and was openly jerking off – while staring at me. I froze, turned away, looked back out the window; when I glanced back he was pretending to sleep. I sat there for a few minutes trying to will the bus to get to the city quickly, trying to figure out what I should do, and finally I gathered my things and stood up to move toward the front of the bus. He sat up, said “Oh, are we there?” and pulled his dick out and got back to work, this time with eye contact. I don’t remember what I said – probably “Oh my god” – before I found a new seat.
I called my best friend & kept him on the phone til I was in a cab on my way home. I felt so ashamed that I hadn’t made a scene – I was so shocked that I just sat there, frozen. I didn’t know what to do.
The worst part is: this guy is from my town & I have to take the city bus with him every single evening. Last night I talked to the bus driver & supervisor & they’re going to help me do something.
Submitted by Amelia from Providence, RI
Submitted by Yvonne
Well, this is about 30 yrs too late to be covered under the new law, but it was a supreme case of harassment. And nowadays, I’d probably be cited.
I was pregnant with my son at the time taking my alcoholic aunt who had a massive hangover into Manhattan to work. We were at the Borough Hall Station waiting for the train when I had this feeling behind me. Sure as hell, there was this moronic creep exposing and stroking his personals.
My profession at the time was a dancer in the wild and wooly world of topless/bottomless, so this was not a new sight. However, due to the dangerous times we lived in then, before the city got glitzified , to this end I used to carry a small can of red spray paint, along with a few other necessities to ward off overly confident morons who might follow me home after work. Reaching into my coat pocket, I turned around and sprayed this clown’s action, chased him down the platform screaming at him as he jumped on a train going the other way.
The T.A. guy thought it was hilarious, but warned me not to do that again as I might get hurt in response. I was so freaking pissed off. I used the spray paint as it was a good way to identify predators and a bitch to get off or explain. The City was so much more fun then. I miss it.
Submitted by M
Just yesterday morning at around 9 50 am the V train a man boarded. The train was nearly empty except for about 3 people and they were sitting at the other end. I sat by myself. i was on my phone looking at old pictures because i found it pretty weird the guy had to sit in front of me when there was so many available seats. i Looked up and his hand was moving but i quickly looked away. I noticed he took off his cap and struggled with his jeans then put his cap where his crotch was and leaned back. he was masturbatng! right there i kept looking at the other people but they didn’t notice. i just sat there for 2 stops. It was so awkward. I finally got off at my stop and looked back and was zippering up. I wanted to tear him apart.
Submitted by Brigette
I have been masturbated at on the A and F trains and once on the Q, a man sat next to me, actually grabbed my hand and placed it on his erection. On all three of the occasions, I got up and started cursing, but NO ONE HELPED ME – people looked away or pretended not to hear me. Not even the subway conductors – one of them had the nerve to tell me that it wasn’t his job to help me! I made three police reports but nothing ever happened. HollabackNYC, keep spreading the word and encouraging people to speak up. I am committed to raising my voice!
Submitted by Christine
Well this event occurred when I was going home at Brooklyn, on the F train. This was relatively early, around 8pm, from Queens to Manhattan. I stepped into a car where I didn’t notice any females on the train at all. Thinking nothing of it, I went and found a seat. Then I saw this man, and he said something to me. I didn’t know what he was talking about and I ignored him. But apparently he felt safe and justified about something.. for he then unzipped his pants to take out his private part to start masturbating and panting. It was pretty gross and somehow because of my past with men and perhaps cultural upbringing, I didn’t say anything… I became very still and mortified.
It was a long train ride.. and at the next stop, there were one or two females that got boarded the car, he stopped, but as the train moved again, he began again until I believe he actually ejaculated. I was wondering, why didn’t anyone say anything.. did they not see… ? I truly regretted not screaming or doing anything. When the train finally reached Manhattan, I quickly got off the train, but my throat felt so clogged up and I couldn’t say anything at all. However, I was pretty pissed off and scared that rest of the ride home. As a result up to now, I don’t get on the F train as readily as I did before. I truly wished I did something.. but I didn’t, so I am sorry to say I let this fucking pervert get away.
Sumbitted by Linda