One of the guys I was with

I was taking a group selfie with a beer in one hand and my phone in another when a hand ran over my breast. I thought it must have been a mistake. It happened again and I elbowed whoever it was best I could. I stretched out my arm again to take the photo and it happened a third time. I was absolutely baffeled. It was one of the guys I was with. I still wonder what he enjoyed about doing that, his position of power, or my position of defenselessness.

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