somebody needs to lose a hand.
I thought I looked so cute.
Cobalt blue eyeliner, red lipstick, messy hair and a new dress that looked like a Helmut Lang but in fact cost only $20. Maybe it was a bit tight, but I didn’t see anything wrong with that as I often wear snug black pencil skirts and dresses to work.
He had been walking behind me for several blocks.
It’s a busy street, so whatever. He was talking to me, but I was ignoring him, listening to music on my iPhone and glancing behind occasionally just to make sure he wasn’t doing anything suspicious. He pulled out a flip phone and began “talking” on it. Maybe he was talking to someone; I guess I don’t know for sure.
I was almost to the edge of downtown when he grabbed me. Planted his hand right on my ass and grabbed me.
I have always commanded more…
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