Another Subway Creep

This "nice catch" found me at 42nd Street - Times Square. He followed me around the station from one platform to another. Then he got on the N with me and stayed on until I got off in Brooklyn. He then got off. I got on the R, and he didn't. I snapped his photo in case he did anything - and I have it saved. He kept telling me he loved me - over and over and over and making kissing noises and motions with his lips. What a creep he was. Several men told me that they had been watching him talk to me and making the kissing motions and sounds. They said that if he would have done anything, they would have been up. Thankfully, he didn't try anything.

Also, I had my 7 year old son with me. (That's part of his head in the side of the photo). So this man was behaving this way in front of MY CHILD!

Thanks again for this service you provide. I wish I had a photo of the first perv I met - who rubbed his penis against my leg!

Submitted by Brandy.

Creep's Reward

Working as a waitress, I put up with all sorts of crap from sleazebag men. Here is a prime example - luckily I had my camera/phone handy.

I could hear these two saying vulgar things and laughing as soon as they sat down.

Me: "What can I get you?"
Creep in the green hat: "How about you, sweetheart?"
Nauseating laughter.

So I gave them some of me - a big loogie at the bottom of their beers. Cheers, dickheads.

Submitted by Krystal.

Subway Flasher

He was on the D train July 7th. Got off on 9th Avenue in Brooklyn, be careful girls. He tried to get my attention by asking me for the time. I left to the other side of car.

Submitted by Jeanette.

Tell 'em, Sister!

I was walking down Nassau St. when an approaching man stops in his tracks and looks me up and down lasciviously.

"How are you doing? Hot enough for you?"

I stop, turn around to him and say "Don't mess with me today."

"I'm not messing with you."

I respond, "A lot of women don't like it when men they don't know approach
them. It's very scary and it's very rude."

He nods his head and smiles. "Oh, okay. I'm sorry."

-Julie

Bigots at NYC Pride

Yesterday I marched in the gay pride parade in NYC, what a blast that was! I felt so sexy all day dressed in a short dress, complete with garter and pink undies, strutting my stuff all over the streets of Manhattan. "Work it girl" and "fabulous" was all I heard all day, and each time it made me beam with pleasure and pride.

Unfortunately, as I was walking home from the night of dancing and fun, I walked by two thirty something white men standing outside a storefront. As if I could smell their chauvinism, I puffed up mychest and accentuated my strut, filled with the pride of the day. One of them called out, "put on some pants." I turned as I strode past them, giving the guy my middle finger in the most vulgar fashion I could while I met his gaze straight on. After working his jaw a few times he came up with a smugly comeback to my 'fuck you' - "You wish you could," he said.

There are only a few times when I remember my brain actually feeling like it was about to boil over, and this was one of them. I was so angry I think I would have fought him if he had dared. I stopped walking and turned my entire body about face to him and said, in my deep, natural voice, "Yeah, that's exactly what I want to do, fuck you in your bigoted ass. Yeah, I want to fuck you in your BIGOTED ass." I continued to stare at him for a few moments. It seemed that he was deciding whether to come after me. I'm not sure why he didn't - perhaps he could sense how angry I was, or maybe he had just then realized that smear the queer wouldn't quite work with me since I was definitely bigger than he was. It also probably helped that there were two other people near us on the sidewalk, one woman who nodded her head at me in support and another woman who scurried by, obviously freaked out by the entire situation.

I left the scene with my emotions still flaring, and wondering if I had done the right thing. I hope I gave him something to think about, being called a bigot to his face. That word was so powerful comingout my lips - the powerful truth, more powerful than any fist I think.

I had a second, less dramatic experience later that same night. Walking by the the south end of Tompkins Square park, a straight couple walked passed me. I heard the man hiss something like "fucking fags" as they walked by. "Shut up!" his girlfriend immediately said, in a tone of moral reprehension. Thank you sister, whoever you are, and I hope you let your boyfriend know that if he can't bear the site of a fag then isn't gonna be seeing you anymore either.

Yamina

Sleazy Texas 2

This guy was the king of all creeps.. I don't know how he even drove with his eyes glued to us. We finally had the unfortunate luck to pull directly behind him and I'm suprised he didn't rear end someone from looking in the rearview mirror non stop... those beady little eyes in that mirror. Made my skin crawl... All we wanted to do was go home after the Mavs game!

Submitted by Rachel.

Sleazy Texas 1

These fine young gentleman actually hung their heads out of the car like dogs while we drove by. My sister was terrified, but I was determined to catch up and snap a photos of these beauties. I love how there are like three of them...layer upon layer of perverseness.

Submitted by Rachel.