Growing up in a traditional Asian family, I was a naive young lady without knowing what growing up as an adult means to me. My first encounter with the opposite sex happened in cinema during my college days. I never knew about sex till that day when I was alone watching a movie.
It was a quiet morning as I planned a day running away from school to catch my favourite movie. As usual, left home with my full grey school blouse & a shirt. Parents will never suspect of me planning to run away from school just for a movie on a usual school day.
I was the first customer and the cinema was empty. As I guess no one will think of watching a movie that early on a usual Monday.
5 minutes before the movie starts, a middle-aged fat bald guy walked past my seat twice. And suddenly, he seated next to me and placed his left hand between my blouse. I was caught off guard by his sudden movement and froze myself. Not even dare to breathe wondering what is happening to this fat old man.
Few minutes later and all lights were off as the show begin, not a little bit of movement from me as I froze with the fat man's hand between my blouse. Then I felt the hand was squeezing my inner thigh. Never in my life since maturity till my legal age any man has touches me. I felt weird and afraid yet the feelings were desirable.