4yourpleasureiam
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Yes at the beach, some hunk in a tight swim suit
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Don’t I see you in the frozen food sectionSure do notice the same guys in the same aisle as me at the grocery store a lot of time. We must have similar shopping patterns...
Did you look behind you to see if you were being “tailed” too?I did the same thing in Target quite awhile back..I felt so sneaky..lol
Agree, there’s no consideration of the other party’s feelingsSounds creepy, tbh.
I've been preyed on by men since I was a child. I don't need to take a law class to know when someone is being creepy.No, it’s called understanding legal definitions and appreciating them. Take a Law class and learn some respect for accuracy. People like you are so emotional and loose with your concepts that you’d call an arm touch rape. And such a distorted mentality cries wolf and undermines the prosecution of real crimes.
Utterly bizarre that seeing a woman for 20 minutes a week for one semester is somehow imagined as violent crime by people who weren’t there.
What exactly is triggering you? The word “follow”? I would be lingering in a college building where I had a class anyway waiting for my class to begin. I’d see the professor and just walk in her direction for a minute or two. And I did this for one semester 25 years ago!
25 years ago! Huh? Am I missing something here? I didn’t grope her, didn’t catcall, etc.....
The reaction to my post is absolute madness.
And I’m not backing down so you can shove it. Stop trying to make this a Matt Lauer crusade.
No. I have felt a little sad that the stranger was now out of my life forever, most likely, never to be seen again, though.Have you ever followed a stranger in public just to stare at their body longer?
I’ve done this a few times. When I was in college, I saw a beautiful blonde professor walking in the hallways of the Spanish building. I had never had her as a teacher for a class. I just noticed her walking by one day and slowly realized her identity as a professor.
I liked her fashion sense: blouses, pencil skirts, pantyhose, high heels.
I only followed her inside the Spanish building so it wasn’t like I was following her to her car or anything super weird like that. I remember one day standing closely behind her ass as she walked up the stairs. I think I just enjoyed the visual of her body up close and the emotional rush from doing this. My heart was racing so it made me feel very alive.