"Hey! Can you help me, please, this guy has been following me and I can't get him to leave me alone." She asked me, to which I nodded and stood up in front of her. "She's busy." I spoke."Busy with whom?" I scoffed. "She's coming home with me tonight." The guy in front of me narrowed his eyes."To do what, play Barbies?" He tried tp grab the girl's wrist. I slapped his hand away, and placed my arm around her shoulder. "Freaky shit. Is that enough for you?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. He rolled his eyes and walked away in disgust. "Thank you so much!" She spoke, relief apparent in her tone. "No problem. Can I get your name and number? So that you can call me if this happens again, I mean." I asked. Sure, I did want to help someone with harassment. But I was also a raging lesbian, so that was the other half. "Zarah Tyson."All Rights Reserved
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