I am walking to the grocery store in Plymouth UK. Walking up a hill, mind you, wearing a black sweater (jumper) zipped up to my neck. Long black pants and a scarf. As I am walking three guys walk past me and they said loudly, “Mmm Do you like milk? I know I do” about my breasts.
The only way I can make them smaller is if I bind them.
How is this my fault?
They were drunk and that is not an excuse.
I am sick of feeling scared to go out after dark even in the company of my boyfriend in this town.
– Jacqueline
Location: Plymouth, UK
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