I bumped into M last night, while I was out with BP and one of BP’s friends. (They were discussing business and I was along for the ride.)
M came in with a couple of friends, who are acquaintances of mine. M and BP began speaking intently leaving me with the acquaintances. One of them is seriously stunning. Very tall, handsome, great body. He’s quite a lady’s man. The other guy is chatting with me. Though I’d much rather be in M and BP’s conversation, I speak to them for a few minutes.
As they go to leave, I hug the one I’ve been speaking to (who I know better) and extend my hand to Mr. Stunning. He pulls me into a hug. Now, I wear makeup and I am short, so I always hug people around the shoulders and usually from a distance. He pulled me very close against him, whispered something to me, and then kissed my neck.
Seriously, I don’t know you, so don’t kiss me.
I don’t like being touched by strangers. I don’t like having strangers press themselves against me. I really don’t like feeling a stranger’s lips on my neck. It’s not that complicated.
My closest friends and I kiss each other on the cheek. When I am traveling, I have come to grips with the fact that I will be kissed by business associates on the cheek.
But, I don’t care how objectively hot you are, Mr. Stunning, if you do not know me, do not kiss me. It’s just creepy.