You may have noticed in some trains that there is a single seat tucked just around from the doors, usually labelled with a tag saying this seat should be given to elderly or handicapped passengers. The train pulled in and Sharon found herself swept forward with the crowd and jammed aboard in a large, hot, sweaty throng. This meant that, instead of being at the front of the platform and almost guaranteed a seat, she was standing on the platform behind a host of passengers. Defective air conditioner in the driver's cabin, or something like that. The train before hers had been cancelled with apologies. After work she'd shed her official suit and donned a shift far more appropriate for this sort of weather. In the office she might need to be smartly turned out but as far as she was concerned there was no way she was travelling on the train in her work clothes. It had been a hot day and Sharon had dressed for the weather. It was just one of the hazards a young woman had to watch out for.īut a full on indecent assault in the middle of a crowded train with a hundred or so people packed into the carriage? She wouldn't have believed it possible. For that matter she'd even been groped herself, both on the station and on the train. Sharon had heard of people being molested on the train.
