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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
Christmas Eve, not even on the Eve of our Lords Birth do sickos have any respect, as I walked my dog this morning at 6:30am in my Bronx neighborhood with a Christian church and mosque down the street I find my self in disgust to look over and find a man with his pants down to his ankles jerking off under a street lamp that lights up the whole street so it’s like daylight, what kind of person decides that 6:30 am in any neighborhood in from of dozens of homes is a good time to jerk off ONLY A SICK MAN, as I see him I yelled and said ..you have got to be kidding , I’m calling the cops just as fast he picked up his pants and said he was sorry he did not know I was standing there.. you idiot should it matter weather I’m standing there or not..my daughter walks out of our house at that time for school so now I have to worry that she will encounter this sick minded person . I grew up in the worst parts of the Bronx when I was a kid the bums of the neighborhood would walk me to school and back, those times were safe. I wish those times were still here.
Submitted by Annette
It was 915 AM on a Tuesday, and I was on my way to Williamsburg. I came down the stairs of the L train stop on 6th Ave, and a 25-ish, young, blond, shaggy, hipster was waiting on the platform. I walked to the middle of the cars, and he followed me. I didn’t think much of it until both trains pulled up, and he didn’t get on either one.
I sat down facing the platform, and he was staring at me with a disturbingly creepy look on his face. I couldn’t figure out why he wasn’t getting on either train, until I noticed he had taken his penis out of pants, and was masturbating, while staring at me. No one saw what he was doing, and I was too shocked to do anything. I didn’t want to get off the train to report him, so when the doors closed, I gave him the finger….not very original, but I didn’t know what else to do.
Unfortunately, I got no picture, and I haven’t seen him since.
Submitted by Erica
I got off the F train at 23 St and 6th avenue. he may have been on the train. im not sure but when i was on the corner, this sweaty greasy haired man wearing glasses about 50 years old in a tight grey t-shirt which displayed his belly, was staring at me at the light. i heard him say something juvenile like wow, wow nice tits. i looked right at him and with my eyes told him what a creepy,slimy loser he was. i chose to ignore his stares and walked on.when i got to park avenue, i was again at a light. i smelled something bad like b.o and this creepy looking freak had his hand in his pants right behind me and i could tell he was rubbing himself. this pathetic disgusting perverted had a bulge and was getting himself off by staring at me. nice ass he says. at this point, i had all i could take and was trying to find my cell phone. he continued to stare with his ugly grin but he disappeared from my sight while crossing the street, im sure there are other women he bothers. always be ready ladies when out on the street to catch these creeps by snapping a picture of them. keep it in hand. and please be aware of this pathetic dickless loser on 23 st.
Submitted by Sabrina
Waiting for F/V train at 34th street and this freak runs down the stairs and hides behind the column and then I see why he has his gross penis out masturbating behind an AMNY paper! This was about 12 pm and the platform was not empty! There was an infant in a stroller nearby! I tried getting his face but another train came and he finally stopped. Beware ladies.
Submitted by Miss Alysia