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Several times a month, I will be in a store aisle reaching for something and feel a hand going up the inside of my thigh. When I turn around to find myself alone with a woman, and ask her if she would prefer me to hold still so she can get a better feel for the situation, oftentimes she will act "shocked" claiming nothing had happened, it must be somebody else...

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Started by Eater of Clowns, November 12, 2013, 03:54:57 AM

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Before Friday, I was fine. Even during the date, or whatever, I was having fun. I went to bed happy that night. Then for the last five days I've been a fucking wreck.

Anyway, thanks all. I may just be conflating all of this with an overall depressive state. I just broke down over a couple of medical bills that I am more than capable of paying. Small things are getting to me in big ways.
Quote from: Pippa Twiddleton on December 22, 2012, 01:06:36 AM
EoC, you are the bane of my existence.

Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on March 07, 2014, 01:18:23 AM
EoC doesn't make creepy.

EoC makes creepy worse.

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the afflicted persons get hold of and consume carrots even in socially quite unacceptable situations.