Five Hundred & Fifty Two
Theme: A real life peadobear
Every now and again I'll talk about the bear that I've met at the gym. Well after going swimming after a shit day at work, I climbed into an empty pool and just immersed myself in water. I felt like I washed all the shit of the day away, and that I was actually starting to feel relaxed. The pool began to fill with people and that's when I seem him, it. Wobbling into the pool to come near me. We started swimming and generally chatting, but then he started coming closer and closer. To the point where I was cornered in the pool and I could have literally imprinted myself in the tiles. He kept touching me and stroking me where I didn't want to be touched. Every time I tried to swim off he would hold my hand. One cannot swim with one hand. I pulled away and finally swam off and got my ass out of there and left him in there. I got into the shower and just had a panic attack. He was still in the pool after I had my shower. I got changed and when I got out. He was there.
What I don't understand is that I never led him on. Never ever. I either said I'm don't want a relationship right now, which is true, and that I'm a lesbian. Ever since I told him I'm a lesbian he seems to keep being more persistent. I don't want him near me. I wish I punched him in the face. He just doesn't seem to understand. I want him and his hairy fingers to disappear and stay the hell away from me.
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