A couple of summers ago my son and I had been going to a beach close to our house. Near the end of the summer he went to visit some relatives for a week. I was a little uneasy to go to the beach by myself but I really like swimming and love being outdoors. I decided to go.
I found a place on the beach to put my things down and went for a swim. I got out of the water and sat down on my towel.
Then a man came up from behind me and sat down right next to me. This made me very uncomfortable and it was very much unwelcomed.
He was very friendly and after he said how much he liked the ocean and what a nice day it was, he told me that he was open to all kinds of sexual experiences and, with no encouragement from me, started to tell me about some of them. I was trying to stay calm while looking for my chance to make a run for it. Around this time I could “clearly see” that he enjoyed hearing himself talk, so much so that he started to touch himself.
The whole time he was acting like this was totally normal.
I, however, was looking over my shoulder at the police department that is on the beach not to far away from where I was. I wondered if anyone would even notice if things got worse. He then decided to lay down and basically hump the pile of sand that he was sitting on. I saw my chance, I quickly got up and grabbed my things and headed for the sidewalk. He didn’t come after me (something that has happen to me in the past).
I have so many of these stories, it is why I hesitated to go in the first place. This total loser took part of the beach away from me. It is not really safe anymore.
Location: Redondo Beach, California