When I was trying on a shirt at a shop called Kiah's Gallery (on the island of Singapore), the male-looking shop-keeper offered to help me button the shirt.

“Why not?” I thought. (It was the first time I had received such an offer from a fellow male). So I agreed.

His fingers grazed my nipples and as he continued doing up the buttons on the remainder of the shirt, his fingers grazed my pubic area.

I was so shocked that I pretended everything was normal. I smiled at him and left the shop.

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