Merry Christmas - here's an old man's finger up your arse.

[logansrogue]

I was standing at the bar with a plastic bobby helmet on from a dime store and a black feather boa, with my red glitter singlet on (remember that top? I wore it at Pasadena, made my boobs go BADOING) and nice flares. It was a big party at the bar cause it's Christmas. And I brought two bobby helmets (British police helmets) cause they're so much fun.

So I'm standing at the bar waiting for my drink, and this old guy twice my age next to me goes, "That doesn't look like a Bobby uniform to me..."

I look down, amused, and start to say, "Well, maybe they'd have more luck catching the criminals if it were..."

Of course I never got to finish that. The guy somehow misconstrued my acknowledging his existence for permission to grope my arse. And it wasn't just a flat palm to the buttock. Noooo... that I could handle to some point.

No he put his hand RIGHT in the middle of my bottom, in the cleft, and he curled his fingers right up between the cheeks. He almost fingered my mound, basically.

I bolt up straight, glare at him and say, "Excuse ME! That's my bottom!"

He sort of laughs and mumbles and says, "Hehehe, did you like that?"

"No! And if you do it again I WILL hit you!"

"I might like that," he says.

"No... no you won't. I have a very mean right hook on me."

I glare death at him and then ignore him after that.

I should have just hit him but I was too shocked and affronted to do anything but stand there. I mean the fucking GALL of the man! I felt so powerless afterwards, and I had to go into the bathroom and just try to put my head straight after that. Cause some stupid part of me was thinking that it was my fault for drawing attention to myself the way I always do, my fault for being a flirt and for flashing about my body and wearing my sexuality on my sleeve. After that I felt like shutting myself away and hiding my body, and the part where he touched me felt very very dirty. And it's so stupid cause all it was just a grope, it happens to girls all the time, and they just hit the guy, or growl at him, and keep on doing their thing. I figure, God, am I so weak, so bloody sensitive and frail that one hand on me can reduce me to a shaking mess?

Guh. I can still feel his hand on my bottom, and those fingers curling into my private space and - *shudders*.

He really ruined my night. I mean, I had fun and danced and sang and treasured the time with my friends, but the sexy "I'm so pretty" fun was completely gone.

Comments

[shirasade]

Oh, I understand completely where you're coming from! On the subway in NYC there was a guy jerking off and looking straight at me and my friend while doing it - and I couldn't shake that dirty, used feeling for a long time afterwards... And he didn't even touch me! It's awful how one sick man can have such an impact on one's mood.

Sending you lots of hugs, sweetie!

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

Thanks babe *hugs the crap out of you*

[photosinensis.livejournal.com]

I'd have punched him for that, if I had been there. You don't treat a woman like that.

What a creep. Somebody ought to castrate him with a rusty spoon.

People like him give men an even worse name than we already have.

[apolla.livejournal.com]

It doesn't matter what you were wearing- nobody has the right to do that to you. Sweetie, I'm so sorry your night was ruined. I won't say you shoulda necessarily hit him, but I doubt it would've done too much damage. Wearing your sexuality on your sleeve is not an invitation for blokes to do as they please and I guarantee you that the strongest, most right-on sister would feel the same way as you do. I wish I could fly over and give you a hug, but I send them to you just the same.

At the end of the day, he's the one that should feel dirty, not you.

And just so you know, you're beautiful and brilliant and a good person. Rock on.

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

*hugs* Thanks babe. Logically, I know I don't need to feel guilty or dirty, that it's not ME that did wrong, but - You know I'm having problems writing my damned HP story now? I have this hard little lump in my stomach that formed when that happened to me last night. >:[ It'll fade away hopefully but - God. I should have pinched his ear and ask how he'd like someone treating his mother like that.

[apolla.livejournal.com]

Well, I've read a fair bit of the story already and it's really shaping up well.

Logical thought rarely plays a part in stuff like that, does it? It's part of the reason I glare at everyone I meet, ever! The lump will fade away, I promise.

Love and hugs!

[annearchy.livejournal.com]

I really feel for you, Nancy. At least you stood up to the creep. When I was about 16, I took a Greyhound bus about 75 miles to another city to attend a multi-school function. I let an older guy (maybe 40s and creepy looking) sit next to me, and I was wearing a mid-thigh length skirt but not anything whorish, and midway through the trip the guy puts his hand on my thigh and starts moving it up and down. We were sitting toward the back of the bus and I was completely paralyzed. I couldn't even talk, much less yell at the guy or call the bus driver. So the guy spent at least half an hour rubbing his hand up and down my inner thigh, fortunately not as far as your perv went, but still -- his hand didn't belong there. I didn't invite it. I didn't approve, I simply was too shocked to do anything. I felt violated. I never told ANYONE about it for about 15 years. *hides head in shame*

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

Aww hon, that's awful!! My Mum has always brought me up to stand up for myself, always. So I'm kinda lucky in that I'm hard-wired to respond the way I did in that situation. At least now if you had any problems you could probably stand up for yourself.

[annearchy.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well, that was before you were born (that old guy who perved you is around my age, I guess). Back before the women's movement and all. I was in college before I learned to stand up for myself. *eeeep* Thanks, hon. Now back to finishing my H/Hr shaggage :D

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

Yay pumpkin shaggage!! :)

[annearchy.livejournal.com]

On its way to ya, if you would like to beta (or even not; just because I loff you:-)

[(Anonymous)]

it wasnt ur fault, the guy was old and crusty. *shudders* dont forget to email me the story ^_^ prez_vu@hotmail.com
=j=

[mix-o-choc.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately I'm all too familiar with the groping thing and being male that's a sad thing. Looking as young as I do, cloistering myself to a few close friends on the scene and being so new to it only really getting active (if you can call it that) this year there is very little gossip/information to be had about me so a lot of assumptions are made.

I've been violated so many times on the scene whether I'm alone or not it's not even funny. Sometimes I do what you do cause I also tend to be playful when I'm having fun with my sexuality and my friends. I run and hide from the offender rather than confronting them and I sulk to my friends about it and then they get all huffy and offended by it for me. Unfortunately it does drag me down for the rest of the night and I'm very fortunate that my friends are very supportive and protective of me cause I'm viewed as the baby of the group.

That Shithead

[azinazelle.livejournal.com]

Don't feel guilty or dirty. He's the sick bastard. I hope someone gives him a good sharp knee to the groin.

[lykeleia.livejournal.com]

Sweetie! *hugs*

Oh, that is not your fault at all! He's just a horrendous pig!

Next time just send your knee in direct contact with that thing dangling between his legs....the perfect target. :)

[rodcub.livejournal.com]

Let's face it. He don't lick you like your mate Dougieeee!

Whosyadaddy!

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

DOUGIEEEEE!!! *cracks up*