So I says to her, I says...
"I've been watching you in your backyard. You move like a ballerina."
This was from the repulsive, chain-smoking guy next door. Suddenly he grabbed me and kissed me. He stank like an ashtray.
"NO!" I yelled, pushing him away as hard as I could. "Get off me!"
"Don't you want to kiss me?" he asked stupidly. Beyond creepy. I packed up my things and moved away.
Wow..you're so passive..I would have kneed him the balls, followed by an elbow to the throat, while screaming bloody murder.
Then I would have called his wife, or the police. That's sexual assault.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, man! So beyond fucked up. That guy must have all sorts of festering and fetid shit sloshing around in his head. I'm glad you fight back.
Please don't criticize me. As a small woman, I did the best I could.