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@pajamas
best post of the thread, IMO.
cg5154: hats off for giving him a good dressing-down. Old school style would have been a handbag walloping - whatever happened to that? Falls into corporal punishment I guess but somehow the old angry handbagging has become timeless yet dated at the same time.
Vic: not that you have to give a shit but I don't think a kid who slaps a girl's bottom - in a moment of cheekiness or naughtiness - necessarily turns into a rapist. Which I know is not exactly what you said but it was fairly close. I know it's not nice to get your bottom groped or slapped by someone you don't want (an old pissed woman did it to me once and a couple of laughing girls did it - both times I was most put out) but it doesn't mean they're rapist material, that's a much darker thing.
Not meaning to lessen the indignity cg5154 may have felt at the time or the unacceptability of the action, but.. cg5154 may well be a very cute girl - yes, e'en in her full-length jeans - and have the kind of bottom that mesmerises a young lad. With a bit of dutch courage from your mates and the thrill of the forbidden pounding in your ears, you run up and slap that gorgeous little bottom a nice one. And a world of pain descends on you involving a roundhousing girl, mirthless rozzers and a cell-delivered order of chicken wings. And after the smoke has cleared, you discover you start to associate beautiful girls' bottoms with that adolescent nightmare in the heavy hands of the law. It gets worse: by late teens, when you should be enjoying the first fruits of carnal exploration, you have developed a phobia-like response, recoiling in damp sweats as high-street honies peel off their jeans for you. You stick to kissing them in chairs. And as a full-grown man, your complex has become so ingrained that your every erection subsides at the sight of a round plump rump; your girlfriends leave you for men with sustainable boners; you begin to eschew contact with the opposite sex just so that your shame can be avoided. And your life is a sexless husk and you are ruined.
I mean I'm just trying to give a scenario from the non-rapist conclusion...
btw I don't know jonaent but reading this from the start it does look like he may have genuinely thought you were a man posting at first, hence the unsympathetic responses. I guess that's the avatar again.