To the lady I met just now, I salute you for your determination and skills to declare ownership of the pole on the bus.
After I shifted my hand away from being grabbed by you and failed your attempt to declare the pole was yours, you moved forward and press your entire body on the pole. Wa!!! Lucky I moved my hands away fast enough to prevent touching your breast. Even more blessed was the fact that your eyes were glued to the gentleman next to me while all this happened. Else I may have to write long essay explaining the incident to my lovely wife.
Gender equality? Whether the role was reversed, she pressed her breast on my hand or I pressed my chest on her hand, she is still the victim and me the suspect.