Jenna sat in the movie theater, sipping on her soda as the film played before her. She shifted in her seat, trying to get comfortable when she felt a hand brush against her thigh. Glancing over, she saw a man she didn't recognize. He was tall, with dark hair and a scruffy beard.
"What the fuck?" she whispered, trying to push his hand off of her. The man just smirked and leaned closer, his breath hot against her ear.
"Come on, baby. You know you want it," he whispered, his hand moving higher up her thigh. Jenna's heart was racing, her body feeling both excited and scared at the same time.
"Get the fuck off of me!" she hissed, standing up and making her way towards the aisle. The man followed her, a smug look on his face.
"You don't have to be so shy. I bet you're wet for me already," he said, making Jenna feel sick. She spun around, ready to yell at him when she saw the bulge in his pants.