A Reply TO Assailant

puja yadav

I didn’t know one day I would be writing it down.

Here’s the story!

I was walking my way back to home listening to music with earphone plugged in my ears, that I usually do while walking.

A guy was coming in front of me. I noticed him staring at me. He was smirking at me and I had no idea what the fuck was wrong with him. I kept asking myself what the hell is he smiling at. I looked at myself and the dress. Everything was fine to my knowledge.

He reached me. And stopped in my way. He grabbed my breasts with both of his hands and squeezed them. And walked away.

I was shocked. Eyes were popping out of eye sockets. At first, I had no idea what just happened. I was not there for a few seconds.

When I got back to my consciousness, I mustered up some courage, turned back and shouted at him.

I: “Hey! You! Thanks. I liked it!! So much!” I said in trembling voice.

He: “Really?” He was surprised to know that.

I: “Yes!”

He walked back to me.

I: “Yes. I liked it very much. Here’s your tip for making me feel so good.”

I bent on him by holding his shoulder. He thought I was going to hug him tight. Then I kicked him hard in his crotch. His face paled due to pain and he fell down to the ground holding his crotch.

I: “How do you feel now? Nice? You’re welcome. Thank me later.”

And I went back to listening to music while heading towards home.

Cause baby I can build a castle, out of all the bricks they threw at me……

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By Pooja Yadav, India

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