Walking to my job one day I noticed a man masturbating to me walking down the street — he was in the passenger seat of a white van.
Coming home from a club late at night (into early morning) I was on the train heading home and a man sat next to me — too close — and eventually whispered into my ear, “I got 200.” I didn’t know what he was talking about at first, then it dawned on me that he was soliciting me. I felt weird but still the train had other people on it so I just said, loud enough for others to hear, “I’m not a prostitute, dude,” and the guy slinked off.
Those are two of the worst times.
– anonymous
Location: Chicago, IL
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Beckie Weinheimer says
How horrible! I’ve had the first thing happen, but never the second and the first was scary enough!