The Creep (Part 1)

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I work (volunteer) at a consumer operated support center for people with mental illness. Since it is funded by the state and grant money only one employee - the center's director - is paid. Everyone else who works there is a volunteer. The center does a lot of good for people. Various volunteers lead groups and help others if there is a problem. Its a great place but there is some drama at times. Most of it recently has involved guys acting inappropriately towards ladies at the center. One guy just got suspended for harrassing my friend and constantly obsessing on one of the other volunteers. He would even run to the center director to tell her "Soandso just walked down the hallway!" He's also make inapproriate comments when she was running groups and she'd get so mad. I had my own issues with another guy too. This guy has barely met me and asked for my phone number, at first I said no but eventually I gave in. I thought he'd just text me and I could ignore it. Well, we ended up becoming friends. He knew I was engaged and I even made sure he knew what engaged meant. He sent me too many texts from the start, but it got worse and worse as time went on. Texts early in the morning and late at night, texts one after the other if I didn't respond right away, etc. He also started only coming to the center when he knew I'd be there. When I asked him if he was doing this, he lied and said no. I talked to him at least four times about the texts but he'd listen for a day and then go back to acting just like he did before. Things really got out of hand the night he invited me and two other friends to a Taylor Swift concert. We were supposed to attend a group at the center, stay there until 4pm, then head to one of the other friend's homes to eat dinner. Well, he ambushed me with the decsion to skip going to the center and going to get lunch then go back to his house to watch a movie. I thought "Ok, its a movie I've been wanting to see anyway." We watched it and I noticed he was really fishing for compliments but I played along a bit - saying he was a nice friend instead of exactly what he was trying to have me say. For some reason, I went upstairs and when I came back down we switched places on the couch. Suddenly, he hugged me from behind around my chest and put his hands on my breasts! I froze for a minute before I wiggled loose. I was too shocked to say anything and really didn't know what to say even. I should've left right then but I stayed because the friends we were going with needed a chaparone of each sex - they both had developmental disabilities and needed someone to accompany them to the restroom. I didn't want to ruin their night. The guy was supposed to sit next to me at the concert but he ended up standing - he knew he was in trouble. That Wednesday I told him I was 'taking a break' from talking to him. It seemed like it was because of his nonstop texting but really it was because I was trying to figure out what to do.