I could blame the overall cultural of obliviousness, but I was pretty damned stupid myself. When I was 19, a friend of the family in his late 40s who was a private investigator hired me to go to a liquor store owned by one of his clients to see if the clerks would sell alcohol to underage customers. Fine. The next "job" he had was to pretend to be his girlfriend while we went to an XXX drive-in, supposedly so he could watch someone he was tailing. He told me to wear "something sexy".
And I did! I wore a semi-transparent blouse and he commented when he picked me up that I had nice breasts. He wanted to "pretend" to make out when he and I got to the drive-in, and I finally became uncomfortable enough to tell him to take me home.
I hope to dog that young women are smarter and more aware these days.
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