Misty Chikan

The Great Grope

I met Debbie on a blind date in the spring of my junior year. We hit it off well and subsequently saw a lot of each other. After I graduated with an Engineering degree, she had one more year, but we stayed connected and married the following June. That was nine years ago, and we’ve …

The Bus Grope

Warm, trembling fingers touched the side of my breast and I’m woken from the lull of sleep. The bus is still in darkness and the light purr of the engine threatens to sing me back to sleep. If only it hadn’t been for the strange hand trying to touch me where it had no right. …

The Train-ny Ride

The girl is tall for an Asian. Though she didn’t have much on her chest, she’s good-looking. Once she became crammed into the back of the train, she yelled in a foreign tongue, which I assumed was Eastern European, to get the attention of others in her party. They were helpless, crammed as well in …