A bit of background, I am a 21 year old lady who works evenings in a café to help pay university fees. A couple of nights ago I was nearing the end of my shift and looking forward to locking up and heading home, unfortunately just then a group of 3 young men came in wanting coffees. Oh well I thought should only take a few minutes, so I agreed and put the kettle on and when to lay their table. As I reached over to place milk in the centre of the table, I felt a hand brush to back of my leg. “oops sorry” said one of the lads. Ignoring it I went to get the sugar and cups, again as I lent over t… Читать далее