I remember I was 14 years old and still in that awkward looking stage where I felt uncomfortable with my changing body. I was sitting at a Border’s reading a book when I noticed an old man looking at me a few feet away. I tried not to react too much but as the minutes passed by, he kept staring. Finally when I was about to get up from my chair and leave he approached me. I frowned and was about to say something when he leaned in really close and started to rub himself against my arm. This was my first sexual contact with someone else and I’m ashamed to say that I didn’t start to yell at the pervert or make a scene of any kind. I just sat there, frozen, until he left a few seconds later. To this day I’m completely embarrassed that I didn’t do anything during that time considering that I was in a crowded bookstore and not alone with him in some back alley.
– Alyssa
Location: Border’s Store
