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This is almost frame-for-frame my experience with a sexist creep who did exactly this, back in the 80s before sexual harassment policies had teeth. He was a peer of my boss and would love to find opportunities to sidle up behind my desk and "surprise" me with a massage.
But the worst was the one time I was presenting a proposal to a large group and this guy pulls this on his way out for a pee break. I "knew" he would do it so I flinched back and stared at him the instant he grabbed me, and I just looked at him with a sullen "What the *beep* do *you* want?" expression as the meeting grinded to a halt and the whole room stared and this jerk with his goofy leer that dissolved in the silence -- finally -- into embarrassment. He never did it again.
In a perfect world, Merkel would get up and slap Bush's Neanderthal monkey face so hard his witch mother would feel it.
