Today while riding, and aboriginal man walked past me when I was doing some tricks. He asked what I was doing. Then went away and later offered me a cigarette which I declined because smokers are jokers. Then a bit later he saw me filming and came over and started talking to me. It was obvious that he was a bit sus, so I started to pack up after a few mins of him talking to me.
The things he was talking to me about was (now here’s where it gets a little X-rated, so little boys and girls go to bed), how he found photos of his nephews camera of the penises. That was when I decided I’m going home. Then just as I was leaving, he asked me if, these are his exact words sorry excuse the French, I had any friends who want their ‘cock’ sucked and I said no. Then as I was riding off, he asked if I wanted mine sucked and of course I declined calmly and rode away.
This was my first pedophile experience.
So the question is, has anyone else here had this sort of experience? What did you say? What did they say? Were you calm or aggressive?
Kbye.
Ha that would be good fr a larf.
I probably should report it but I don’t know anything about him (name, where he lives etc.) and he was a bit drunk at the time but he’s still a pedophile.
Yes I was going to tell my parents.
Yeah defiantly report it. Glad to hear nothing happened to you things like that are quite scary. I am glad I take mace with me everywhere. Once I did have a 20-ish dude hitting one me kind of, but I look older so I don’t really count that. There was some creepy dude who asked if I could ride him like that ad I was on my unicycle… I am not sure if he was joking or being serious he laughed, but not like haha funny… I have had lots of woman say things that are perverted, but that is normally welcomed!
I was calm or try to be when stuff like that happens. Maybe aggressive with some of the girls though, haha.
Yes, when I was 12. I was in the middle of the countryside riding home from a friends house. I had to be in earlier than the friends that I had ridden there with so was riding home on my own.
This guy stopped his car and starting chatting to me. I was bought up to be polite and thought he may be a friend of my parents so was answering his questions. I had told him loads of things like where I lived and where I went to school. Then he asked me if I would have sex with him.
I was terrified and quickly rode off on my bike. Luckily he didn’t follow me. I was terrified for a few days that he would find me but I never saw him again, thank goodness.
I didn’t tell my parents because I knew I wasn’t supposed to talk to strangers and felt that it had been my fault. Of course, I don’t think that now and I learned a few lessons that I used with my children.
It’s better to be rude than to be raped.
Be flexible with your rules. My parents thought they were protecting me by having a particular time that I should be in, whereas it would have been better for me to ride back with my friends.
Be careful about the way you put stranger danger over to children - you don’t in any way want them thinking it’s their fault, children are kind of pre disposed to thing everything is their fault anyway.
Of course I know some other things now as well, such as children and women are actually in more danger from people they know than from strangers and this is even more difficult to protect children from.
You definately did the right thing by reporting it.
I was going to my local Max Convenience Store for some candies with a fellow grade sixxer, and she had her boobs grabbed by the cashier after he gave us free stuff. I screamed and yelled, and jumped at him. He let go and I grabbed her arm and ran.
Ever since I have been very protective over women in general. I hate to see my sister go out in short skirts, or anything very revealing as it attracts the wrong guy.
The most disgusting thing though, is that the cashier said “Why are you so angry? My daughter doesn’t mind.”
that fucking disgusts me too. My friend was in an instance in which a car pulled up next to him, and asked him how old he was, where he lived, and he claimed to be a real estate agent.
when my friend asked him for some sort of ID, the man walked out of the car with a card that my friend says obviously was not any real estate related ID, and my friend rode away from him. Still, it sickens me of the people in the world.
My sister’s friend was also got molested (14-years-old then) by a 16-year-old from Venezuela. She got drunk with him with my sister, but she obviously drank more the him. Luckily for her, my sister didn’t drink as much and was able to defend her and phone the cops.
a man who lives down the street from me was arrested for soliciting sex to a 10 year old boy, but could not be prosecuted because the police messed up the case in someway that caused many key pieces of evidence to be thrown out
More flirty and playful type stuff. One girl said “Hey I’ll pay you to ride me like that” and some girl asked me “Do you wanna have sex”. I said yeah and she just giggled and walked away. I know jerrick has got flashed form uni, atleast I think it was him who said they were.
Get in the habit of memorising license plate numbers. If someone pulls up to you and starts with some weird stuff remember the license plate and leave. Or if someone approaches you leave and go into a shop and wait and see if they go to their car. If you go to the police and say some guy harassed me and give a description it prolly won’t do alot, but if you have the plate number they’ll have all the information on the bloke.
If you can’t memorize them and you have a digital camera take that with you, not only can you snap a plate number but you’ll also be ready to take award winning shots of anything that might happen and then you can sell them to the local news… like “out of control hot air balloon slams into a tesco”.
Here’s a website that shows you a map of your area and has the locations of sex offenders. http://www.familywatchdog.us/
When I was growing up, in the 60’s, we had names for certain people. Like Petey fag. We all liked him. But all the kids knew he wanted us to sun bath naked with him up on the hill. Bob Burgess went with him and came back to tell us a story of how Petey had a big dick and told him things. Such was the life of children in the 60’s. Our big advantage then was there was a lot of us kids then. I had no idea what fag meant then(and I am not anti gay now), yet the fact that most family’s on my street had 4 or 5 kids (the street was full of kids then)helped in a strange way. I did not understand why other kids told me this guy was a fag, but I knew never to go with him anywhere. I had been warned. Yet we all liked him. He was always very helpful and considered a great volunteer in all community functions.`
It is sad that you kids today must lack the wisdom of older kids that protected me. I was so dumb and gullible, but respected highly and followed always the advice of the 12 year olds, who were numerous and wiser then the adults in my neighborhood at that time.
You do have one tool we lacked. The cell phone. I still don’t have one, and maybe you don’t. Just tell the shit you are recording him and ask him to speak loader because you want the record to be clear. You don’t need to have a cell phone. You can bluff in ways we never could in the 60’s.
This guy keeps sending messages to a couple of my friends on facebook saying that they are sexy and good looking and trying to get them to go out for dinner with him and hang out. We looked at his profile and he is friends with about 350 guys and no girls. His wall is full of people asking him who he is and stuff so I guess he just sends friend requests to random guys and then tries to meet up with them.
