Backing away when the perv touching himself stopped me on my paper route to ask directions. He drove away.
Walking through deep snow, was convinced to accept a ride. Good good thing I was wearing my rape proof pants. He finally let me go.
I don’t know what they intended, when the gang bangers asked for a smoke, but they were so stunned by my reaction, one stared and his jaw dropped, the other laughed. I just walked away.
When a sow with litter chased me across open pasture, and I leaped at a tree hitting it with fingers and toes grasping tough bark. Good thing I was barefoot!
Ignored Navy doctor’s orders to quit whining and go to work, listened to second class corpsman who called Bethesda for me.
I have lots of them.