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I worked with a woman named Susan when i was 20 (oddly, she was asian too, half chinese half japanese). She worked in the greenhouse in ther grocery store i worked at. there was this new guy out there, one of those moronic hippy guys that girls think are dreamy and "deep", which is usually a cover for the fact that they are perverts... anyway, one day, within a week of meeting susan, she is talking to somebody , and he walked up behind her and put his hands around her waist.....
she grabbed his wrists, threw his arms out, turned on him with her finger in his face and said "Dont you EVEr touch me again...". Susan wasnt petite, either, she had some muscle on her. He apprently turned de4ad white, apologised, and was afraid of her ever since.
She was very happy about the last part.
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