At a big black tie party. Fancy expensive hotel. Men all in dj’s, women all dressed up.
sitting at a table with some relatives including grown up dd
a man come up, pushes a ballon into my boobs I try and push him away and he pops it thus copping two handfuls. I’m gobsmacked
he comes in to do it again, I’m pushing him away shouting no. My daughter is up shouting no. He does it again. I go up to him and say there people here are allergic to latex, you are literally risking lives. He laughs and tells me to f off
dh his highly allergic to latex and he’s pushing balloons into faces and boobs
dd looks at me, says are you ok. I realise I’m nearly vomiting and run to the toilets
peopke at the table go and have words with him
dh threatens to go speak to him but I talk him down as I I could see she was beyond anger and I didn’t want him doing anything rash
i can’t see him anymore
i I rejoin table and enjoy chatting
out the blue, there’s a balloon in my face - it’s him again. I’m now so distressed I leave the party and go to my room
hubby is now apoplectic- he knows I have never ever reacted to something like this - I laugh stuff off - redirect wandering hands, deal with stuff without getting hysterical or upset. In 30 years, he’s never seen me like this and keeps saying this is assault, we should call the police - he grabbed your boobs despite you saying no
im told he’s left the party so go back down (I’m not drinking btw)
all good, go to loo and he appears in the foyer
i freeze and run back up to the room and refuse to come back down
ive refused to go to down to breakfast
not sure how I should of handled it - last night I was so distressed I just ran