Violated
Last year, for the first time I attended the rock awards in the VIP section. I was able to mingle and reconnect with people I worked with and I also met new people. And I saw some old faces from the past.
There was this particular old face, who I've seen since I was a kid. He's been friends with my dad since I didn't have boobs yet. So he's known me since I was that young. I remember a particular incident where I saw him in a Cream Halloween party where some girl was sucking his nipples and I was pretty appalled and made the mistake of telling my mother, who then sugar coated it and told my dad that I might have seen his friend taking drugs. Syempre, my dad being a square straight and narrow guy, calls him up very concerned and said that "my daughter saw you high". GADDAMMIT! So anyway, I saw him last year in the rock awards and I approached to say hi to be respectful. He then proceeds to pull me by the small of my back and shoves me forward to his body. He then gives me a "beso" on the neck. I was so stunned and violated I didn't know what to do. He kept talking to me and pinning me to his body that I had this bothered/distressed look on my face as he continues to kiss me on the neck and finally I was able pull away. I felt so violated and grossed out. How can this guy, who has seen me when I was about 9 years old in t-shirt and baggy shorts do this to me?
Fast forward to this year's rock awards, I see the same old face but I hide. I am pretty inconspicuous and people don't usually remember how I look and since the haircut no one from before the bangs really remembers how I look. So I was with Ramon standing around and suddenly he points at me and shouts: "YOU. Come here." I was like: Oh fuck (in my head). So I go to him and he says: "Are you blah blah's daughter?" And said: "yes". He said: "How come you didnt say hi to me? You should always come over to say hi to me!". While he was talking to me he had his hand at the back of my head and once again he manages to pin me to his body while he shouts to my ear. Then he maneuvers my head with his hand, I think he was trying to kiss me on the lips but I struggle and move my head and he plants a kiss beside me lips.
In another note, I used to wonder what uncles think of their nieces after getting boobs. I thought they just didn't notice but my (new found) Irish (sound dude) friend told me that when his niece turned 13, and she grew boobs and it wasn't just small ones but really big jugs and it was very uncomfortable and weird. He could remember when she was a tiny baby and now she has jugs the size of my head. (he was showing me how big).
Why did things just get more complicated? I can't tell my father about this, so I will keep the peace and not rock the boat.
There was this particular old face, who I've seen since I was a kid. He's been friends with my dad since I didn't have boobs yet. So he's known me since I was that young. I remember a particular incident where I saw him in a Cream Halloween party where some girl was sucking his nipples and I was pretty appalled and made the mistake of telling my mother, who then sugar coated it and told my dad that I might have seen his friend taking drugs. Syempre, my dad being a square straight and narrow guy, calls him up very concerned and said that "my daughter saw you high". GADDAMMIT! So anyway, I saw him last year in the rock awards and I approached to say hi to be respectful. He then proceeds to pull me by the small of my back and shoves me forward to his body. He then gives me a "beso" on the neck. I was so stunned and violated I didn't know what to do. He kept talking to me and pinning me to his body that I had this bothered/distressed look on my face as he continues to kiss me on the neck and finally I was able pull away. I felt so violated and grossed out. How can this guy, who has seen me when I was about 9 years old in t-shirt and baggy shorts do this to me?
Fast forward to this year's rock awards, I see the same old face but I hide. I am pretty inconspicuous and people don't usually remember how I look and since the haircut no one from before the bangs really remembers how I look. So I was with Ramon standing around and suddenly he points at me and shouts: "YOU. Come here." I was like: Oh fuck (in my head). So I go to him and he says: "Are you blah blah's daughter?" And said: "yes". He said: "How come you didnt say hi to me? You should always come over to say hi to me!". While he was talking to me he had his hand at the back of my head and once again he manages to pin me to his body while he shouts to my ear. Then he maneuvers my head with his hand, I think he was trying to kiss me on the lips but I struggle and move my head and he plants a kiss beside me lips.
In another note, I used to wonder what uncles think of their nieces after getting boobs. I thought they just didn't notice but my (new found) Irish (sound dude) friend told me that when his niece turned 13, and she grew boobs and it wasn't just small ones but really big jugs and it was very uncomfortable and weird. He could remember when she was a tiny baby and now she has jugs the size of my head. (he was showing me how big).
Why did things just get more complicated? I can't tell my father about this, so I will keep the peace and not rock the boat.