"I went out last night and on my way out of the bar, a guy stopped me. He put his hand on my hips, and then whispered in my ear: 'You're the most beautiful woman here.' You'll laugh at this, but I just looked at him and said: 'Yes.' Then I walked away. Guess he thought he was getting an insecure girl who would buckle at the complement.... not me.
When I was in Italy, I was walking down a spiral staircase that only had room for one. Two men were walking in the opposite direction. As they approached, I backed into the rail so they could pass. And the one guy, seriously, put his face into my chest. It was unbelievable. I was so shocked the only thing I could do was burst out laughing. Not an awkward laugh either -- a full-out-just-heard-the-funniest-thing-ever laugh. Then he winked. I guess we shared a moment.
Another story that comes to mind is when I was 19. In XXXXX an old bank was converted into a dance club and called Monopoly. The VIP area was the old safe. There is this one area that was always soooo packed. I swear guys would just stand there, groping all the girls who were trying to stream their way through. It was so dark in that corner you could never see who was in front of you. When a guy would grab my ass or chest, I would grab his hand and squeeze it so hard that I could feel his bones rub together. One time a guy screamed. I yelled out, 'That was me, in case you couldn't see.'"
This woman is my heroine for having some really amazing gropage-reaction techniques. I love it that they involve subtle & timely psychological intimidation, which, I'm sure, can sometimes be as equally effective as the physical one. Bravo.
Another story that comes to mind is when I was 19. In XXXXX an old bank was converted into a dance club and called Monopoly. The VIP area was the old safe. There is this one area that was always soooo packed. I swear guys would just stand there, groping all the girls who were trying to stream their way through. It was so dark in that corner you could never see who was in front of you. When a guy would grab my ass or chest, I would grab his hand and squeeze it so hard that I could feel his bones rub together. One time a guy screamed. I yelled out, 'That was me, in case you couldn't see.'"
This woman is my heroine for having some really amazing gropage-reaction techniques. I love it that they involve subtle & timely psychological intimidation, which, I'm sure, can sometimes be as equally effective as the physical one. Bravo.
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