“Get fuck off me” worked every time.

lips when they were little babies (actually, THEY would kiss me on my lips) but I don't ever kiss anyone on the lips except for my husband. It bugs the hell out of me if someone zooms in to kiss my lips - I swerve and offer my cheek instead.

the two are not the same...

although I haven't exactly been traumatized for life over it and to be honest back in my partying days I am sure I did my share of it to a few men.

I was waiting for a bus and a group of guys walked by and being younger and less of an asshole i said "Hey" to them - one of the three staggered over and grapped my jacket and said "I"m not Gay!" several times. I got out of my jacket in the least dignified manner possible (as he was holding it)

But that is just one encounter with a drunk guy - it's not really the same thing that Woman might encounter over and over and over again.

Bryant

My first real shocker was a double boob grab from behind by my 40 something year old boss when I was 16. I twisted out of it, got away and left work. I never told anyone, I just never went back to work there again. I never even collected my final check I was so freaked out about seeing him again.

There were other indents before, but that was the first one that actually scared me.

I would be working away and she would simply walk up behind me (unbeknownst to me) and start massaging my shoulders. I never asked for it and it was never about power or sex or anything like that from what I could tell. Fortunately between asking her to stop and her eventual marriage, it ended. She did the same thing to a couple of other guys. This was back in the late 90s.

I also worked with a hugger who hugged everyone for the most part, especially her friends and people in her lunch group, of which I was one. She picked up on my dislike for her hugs and she stopped.

But I once had a coworker bite me in what I think was a very odd attempt at flirtation. In another instance I had a female acquaintance mime humping my leg. She was definitely interested in me, but I wasn't interested in her. Fortunately both got the hint to not do that again.

But I'm a big guy and neither of the two women were in a position to threaten me, and it's at most two instances in 36 years, so I don't really see myself as a victim on that front in comparison to the frequency and degree many others are.

I was about to answer "no" but then I recalled a string of incidents in which I was hugged or kissed in social settings and didn't think it appropriate. The other person did; there was nothing sexual about it, from my view, nor from theirs. But it was male/female, and the difference between "sexual assault" and "not sexual assault" is entirely my perception.

In many of the instances being cited in the media, it's clearly intended to be a sexual come-on with something like sex as the outcome. In others, not always quite so clearly. Zero-tolerance requires extremely high contrast, no greys allowed.

Therefore, if there's any doubt as to a person's innocence, the verdict has to be guilty.

I am willing to accept most of that was intended to be goofy or playful but it always makes me uncomfortable, if only for appearances sake.

The more offensive behavior usually occurred electronically or when traveling, there are a handful of women I dread traveling with for work because that seems to be when they drink up their courage.

I am a guy also. I have been asked out a few times but nothing sexual.

the incident in high school where some bully kept slapping/punching (not hard) on me while I sat in class - but that wasn't sexual. It was just completely juvenile. As a high school senior he acted like someone in elementary school.

Male here.

1) Early 20's, just out of college, first professional job. Was at my desk, talking on the phone to a VP. Secretary knew who I was talking to. She approached me while on the phone, started rubbing the back of my neck, and stuck her tongue in my ear. I had to try to keep my composure while talking to this guy. She thought it was hilarious. I didn't.

2) Late night taxi ride home from my girlfriend's house when I was a teen. Shared the back seat with a woman who was probably in her 30's, drunk off her ass. She molested me. Grabbed my junk, kissed me, etc. Cabbie had to pull over and scream at her to stop because I was protesting.

3) Part time job as a young teen. Got dragged into a bathroom by a woman in her 30's. She was all hands. Basically tried to rape me. I had to get physical to get her to stop.