Hands Off

How some men don't understand, "no".

My mind drifts

To that spot

Of safety.

Which

You can't touch me

With your caress

Of terror.

As I try

To ignore

Your unwanted advances

Towards me.

Smelling

Your beery breath

With every word spoken.

Triggering

My need to vomit

From the smell.

Hoping

You'll get the message

And left me

Alone.

Without being rude

Or worse

To you.

But

Your Neanderthal mind

Can't grasp

The obvious.

As I "accidentally"

Spill my drink

On you

Before leaving.

Author's Note

A mixture of real life experiences and fiction.

Reviews

[Riley Justine]

This is right on point. Exactly how girls feel when someone tries to make advances toward them. Very well written.

[therisa]

Thank you, Silent Raven. The first time, something like this happened, I had a friend run interference for me, so I could escape. Never what to experience this feeling, again.