I remember something that happened to me in 2000. I was 18 and with my first car. I was a really innocent girl who never really experienced being hit on. One day, I was at the gas station putting gas in the car. This man walks up to me really close (maybe just a few feet away) and starts telling me things that he wants to do with me. I am so scared and just want to get out of there. I keep telling him that I am not interested. Finally I just stop the gas and leave. Looking back, I should have sprayed him with the gas pump.
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