I must have a sign on my forehead....

...that says, "touch me!" People at work won't stop molesting me. I just got the mother of all side grabs from Peter. He thinks it's funny to sneak up on me & tickle and/or grab my sides...sort of like being Paul's replacement (monkey see, monkey do)...only it doesn't hurt....and it doesn't tickle either. Kim frequently enjoys touching me....resting her head on my shoulder, spanking me, rubbing her face on my arm (she thinks it's so soft), sometimes biting....as for everyone else a simple hand on the shoulder is good enough. I can't seem to get away from touchy-grabby people.