Ladies, have you ever found yourself in a compromising situation when it comes to sexual deviates? Of course you have. You all have. That’s part of the reason why most of you can’t trust most men. That said one passenger, Kate Black got more than what she bargained for this weekend once she got on a number 4 Brooklyn bound train. Her harrowing tale here, courtesy of her flicker page.
Flicker: I missed getting a shot of a subway masturbator’s face today, but here’s his back. Light skinned black male, late 40s, short hair with some gray. Wearing blue workman’s jacket w/ white script embroidery on the front. This was taken on Sunday on a Brooklyn-bound 4 train. He exited at Nevins Street. He saw two single women (myself and a young woman across from me) in a not very densely populated train car, and entered from an adjacent car while the train was in motion. Wearing sweatpants and pitching a tent. He stood next to/over the young woman across from me, facing me and thrusting his hips out. When he realized I had my camera trained on him, he quickly crossed to stand next to me with his back to me. (Thus pointing his boner at a mom and toddler nearby.)
I am quite certain that this would’ve escalated had I not had a camera.
How thoughtful convenient of him to put his willy pecker back in its place. Amazing what a camera pointed at an assailant can do. Of course you have to love the tents and the sweatpant routine. That’s only something that can be mastered months and months with a cup of tea, some biscuits, a stack of pornos and of course the requisite box of tissues.
And she continues…
Let this be a lesson to you to ALWAYS change your ISO settings as soon as you go from bright daylight to indoor or underground shooting conditions. If I’d done that, I would’ve been fast enough to get a photo of his face. And if you know this guy, turn his ass in to the cops. If you don’t believe in “snitching,” turn his ass in to a bunch of BARD freshmen.
Rest assured Kate, if we ever come across Mr Wiener Dipper we will tie his sweatpants around his neck, thrust our camera in his direction before calling the cops over. Not before that is we pitch a big dark tent around his captive manhood of course…