I’m 26 ftm 5’8 120 slim build white in south Denver. You see my pussy online and happen to find my phone number, which you know shares my live location. You find where I work, come sit in my section and make me serve you, without knowing you know my secret- that I have a pussy, and that you know what it looks like. Maybe you leave a thong or something on my car door handle for me to find when I get off, to let me know I’m being watched. You follow me around grocery shopping. Maybe you brush by me in a tight packed isle and grope me so I wouldn’t know who did it or if it was on purpose. You escalate over time. Maybe you follow me into a bar, and wait for me to get into the line in the men’s room. Maybe when I’m in the stall, you show the other men in line the video you have of me from online. Silly me to be sending videos like that out to strangers. Or maybe you show the gas station clerk a picture of my pussy while I’m looking for a late night snack in the isle. When I ask to buy a swisher and they need to see my ID, they give me such a hard time, quiz me, laugh at me. Maybe you follow me on my late night trail walk by my apartment complex and bump into me. Maybe you learn what apartment I’m in, that the building door never locks, and that I’m very trusting of my neighbors so I tend to leave my door unlocked as well. Maybe you also learn I live alone. Plenty of opportunity to escalate things. And plenty of chance to do so for a long time if I never see your face when you do escalate. 😌🥺