When I was 18 (24 now) I was propositioned by a man much older than me. I was horribly awkward and shy and didn’t really know what to do with men coming onto me.
Throughout high school, I wore big baggy clothing, and this night was no exception. I was likely wearing a heavy metal sweater since that’s what most of them are, and jeans that hid my ass. At the time, I was this shy little metal girl who hid under black hair and didn’t even touch make-up. I don’t think it’s a stretch to say I was a tomboy.
So this man hitting on me was a shock. Not that I’d never been hit on before, I just usually scared them off when I was so quiet and awkwardly giggling at everything said. He was persistent… and I have daddy issues. I gave him my phone number and we started to text.
It all started off innocent enough, but he started to send me shirtless photos by his pool and I felt obliged to send him stuff as well. God, I used to just SHAKE with nervousness whenever I got a message from him. When things became more intense I had to decline meeting up. That’s when he propositioned me with five hundred dollars.