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Many years ago, when I was walking in downtown Cebu City late at night, I was approached by two, young ladies who said they were promoting something and had a free gift for me. They brought me to what looked like a small office nearby, and had me sit on a couch in the back area. One more young lady and a young man were there; they surrounded me.

The ladies brought out plastic face massagers and said that that was what they were promoting. They suggested that they try one on me but I declined, saying that I would just take it home with me. They then started fondling my legs and arms while conversing with me about myself and my family (all of the information I gave them was fictional). I then asked them if such behavior was usual for them. They said, yes. I then rose and approached the young man and started fondling him.

Everyone was shocked, especially the young man, who was not expecting this reaction from a prospective victim. The ladies stopped hitting on me immediately. The spell was broken. Except for me, they all were speechless. I cheerfully thanked them and left the "office" with a free face massager, and noticed the sulky expression on the face of the man at the reception table.