He didn’t mean to be mean
He was just playing when he grabbed you too hard
He’s sorry and you should just move on
He’s not stalking you, that’s your imagination – you need to work out it, both of you
What did you do to make him do that?
What were you wearing?
Why were you alone with him?
He’s just a touchy-feely kind of guy
He does that to everybody
She adorned herself with auroral acquisitions
brooding to be the best bauble
disguising her diffidence
with an utter lack of resistance
Presented with provocation
she balanced the benefits of the bestowal band
affronts, abuse and anger were abysmal
but the lust for love
conquered her competence