of my naked attacker

This is a story from about a year ago, which is when I had just moved into the last house I lived in. It was a few blocks away from the mister’s house (which is where I live now). It was also around the same time I started working at this hell hole of an office. In fact, it may have been the first month of my new found love for western formals and high heels.

I was working late that night, so it was 10:30 by the time I got home. I had no energy to cook, so the mister offered to save some food for me. I was to call him when I reached home, and he would bring it to me while he walked his dog. Yes, he’s sweet like that.

Since it was late, I had to park a little far from home, in a dimly lit corner next to a park. I would normally not park that far, but beggars =/= choosers. You know. So I was in the car for about 5 min, putting the gear lock in place, moving all the papers out of the car, putting my pen drive in the bag. I got out, and called the mister. I was going tick-tock-tick-tock as I simpered on the phone. He said something barely borderline-funny, and I laughed really loud. But then, we were newly-beds, so I found ALL his jokes funny.

My heart was going la-la-la-la-la at the thought of meeting him when I heard his dog bark real loud. Oh so he’s close by. That was quick! Then suddenly, someone snuck up on me and grabbed me from behind. I went from ooooh, so he wants to make out on the road, that’s forward but I like the idea to he’s still talking, why can’t I hear his voice behind me to so it can’t be him to holy fuck who is this behind me to fuck fuck a naked man’s penis is pressed into my thong-clad ass and I can feel his balls and his unfriendly arm is around my neck what does he want from me within a split second.

Yes ma’am. Imagine my horror.

I knew exactly what I could do in this situation: I could use my teeth to bite the arm that he had around me, then thrust my right elbow into his rib cage, and dig my stilletto into his bare foot.

But I couldn’t. I was terrified. I scream with all the lung-power my 30-min-a-day pranayam sessions had helped me develop. My only hope was that the mister was close enough to help. And he was.

He heard me scream and thought that maybe a dog had bitten me, so he came running to my rescue.

During the 10 seconds it took him to find me, the naked man had managed to snatch my phone and disappear into the darkness. I turned around just in time to see his  bare bottom disappear over the boundary wall of the park. I also saw the nuts I so desperately wanted to kick.

Half an hour later, I was at the mister’s house, shivering in the shower. No matter how much I scrubbed I couldn’t wash off the dirt. I spent the night at his place, my head buried in his chest and his arms around me.

It took me a few days to be able to talk about it, but I stopped staying late in office. If I ever got home late, I would stay over at the mister’s place. It was also during this time that started carrying pepper spray and kept a baseball bat in my car.

I never had to use any of them, but I came really close. I saw the naked man lurking in the same park again. But more on that later!

Just FYI, here’s what you should do if you’re attacked from behind:

 

 

 

 

 

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19 thoughts on “of my naked attacker”

  1. I read this and my brain wouldn’t stop screaming. I am the only male in my family of five girls ranging from ages 3 to 62. I am obsessed with their safety and would require intense anger nanagement counseling if such an event happened to one of them. Your writing alludes to an inner strength that places you quickly back in control of every thing hurled your way. And, you even mellow it a bit with humor which I admire and now want more of. Thank you for visiting my place and allowing me to visit you. I see a few of my friends are here already, so this should be great fun. Willy Nilly 🙂

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  2. Glad to hear from you, Willy Nilly! You’re most welcome to hang around, contribute to my site stats, up my likes and comment counters! Your friends do it too. Feel the peer pressure building up yet? 😀

    Jokes aside, it took me a lot of time to get over this. I felt dirty for months on end. The boyfriend had a tough time dealing with me. I can only imagine what you go through knowing that the women in your life are outside in the dark, dirty world fending for themselves. I hope they never have to go through this shit!

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  3. This is horrible. It could have ended so badly. I’m glad you screamed like hell and that your fiance was so close. Good Lord! He was bare ass naked??? He clearly must have some sort of mental illness going on… did you call the police?

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  4. I know that feeling when one thinks, I wish I had pricked him with a pin or kicked him or handed him to the police or any of those if’s. It is really a shame that many of these creepos go free, thinking weird lewd thoughts in their twisted heads.

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  5. This is my first comment in your blog but let me say I am sorry for what happened to you and many women in India. I am sorry to know this. None of them deserve this. You have written it in a humorous way but I’m sure that your thoughts must have paralyzed for quite sometime.

    Take care.

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