We were staying at our family cabin, and my husband went to bed early. I was sitting outside, having some drinks and stoking the campfire. I love watching the embers crackle and dance.
The neighbour, who I have known for years, came by and told me to come over to his fire. Otherwise him and his friend were coming to mine. So I went.
Everything was fine while his friend was there, but he had a long walk and headed home. The neighbour told me to stay, and stoked the fire.
I have known this guy for years. I didn’t think anything of it. His wife and adult daughters were sleeping in rooms right next to where the campfire was. But this man. He wouldn’t stop talking about the weight I lost, and me wearing bikinis. Did my husband and I have an open relationship? Asking me to come on his boat for topless Tuesday was the last straw, I said goodnight and left.
Why can’t we just exist, without having to deal with things like this. I told my husband what happened, but what can I do. Other than act like everything is normal, for everyone else’s sake.
How can I ever wear a bikini there again without feeling creeped out? I’m sad about it.
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The neighbour, who I have known for years, came by and told me to come over to his fire. Otherwise him and his friend were coming to mine. So I went.
I don’t mean to make you feel bad by pouting this out, I want you to be armed to recognise and respond to this red flag next time.
This man tried to order you around and made a point of telling you to your face that he didn’t care about your comfort. Why did you comply?
This guy is a creep. Unfortunately, they are all to common in this world.