Fighting back
I grew up in Boston, worked in Boston, and have had run-ins with these sick bastards. I wish I had done what my Mom's friend did. They worked at Tuft's Medical Center when the Combat Zone was in full swing. They went up towards Filene's for lunch break, and some perv pinched her friend's rear. That little five-footer turned, round-housed him in the face, and cussed him out. - Terry |