A few years ago: age 14 coming home from school on the train with my friends. Wearing school uniform, with no tights. Man gets on the train and exclaims in front of the entire carriage that I have the type of legs he dreams about. No one says anything, and he then says that I don’t want to know what he will be dreaming about tonight. No one did anything until he left, and I regret not reporting it at the time. I didn’t tell my parents because I thought it was my fault. Reporting it now to give myself peace of mind
