EDIT: I should also have added [NC?] to the tags. Sorry!
This is my first post of a story on Reddit…if there's anything wrong or advice you have, please let me know.
The concert was already rocking by the time you got there. The park grounds were already crowded out to the flimsy flag-lined borders, with stages here there and everywhere. It was almost a pushing match just to get anywhere.
“Bijou, hold my hand,” your friend Kevin says. He is trying to lead you through the crowd so you can get a good look at one of the bands playing. But the crowd seems to close in around him as he slides between people. You hold onto his hand, holding tight, but sometimes it feels like you’re holding him back rather than following him.
Then the first hand comes. It’s almost innocuous. It brushes right by your thigh, and up along your leg and then along your ass as it moves past you, behind you. It was just some person trying to go that direction, and just making sure you weren’t bumping into them. Kevin’s hand pulls you forward, and you see him again “Are you okay?” he asks. You nod. Kevin turns away and keeps leading.