It's like the muscularly developed male body is a complete mystery to them, like women will grab my back and be like "Why is your back so hard?" Or they'll see veins in my triceps and think I have some deformity and don't know why I have veins there and they think it's like some type of skin rash.
It's funny now that we are in this p.c., girl power, #metoo culture.. that the fat ugly girls that are offended by everything, and scream rape if you back up leaving a gas station counter and and accidentally bump into them are the ones that think it's ok to grab your arms or shoulders, or put their hands on you pecs and make a comment about your build. I just want to poke their fat belly and go "he-he!", or grab them by their saggy tits and make a "air escaping tire" sound effect in return.
I fucking hate being touched by people I don't know....it has always been a huge pet peeve of mine, and so even though I'm from the blistering cold north, and sweat like a pig whenever it gets above 70...if I'm in shape I am always covered up with the exception of at the gym where I will strip down to a t-shirt or tank tops that are of the style of a t-shirt with the sleeves cut off once I'm drenched and can't take it anymore. No string tanks or wife beaters in public for me, to avoid being assaulted by whales.
