Stalker Alert in Rathmines.

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Saturday March 18, 2006 10:56

by The Strawberry Girl

Gentleel Man in old fashioned dress who gets off on fear.

A well dressed male in his fifties, dressed in a tweed sports jacket and trousers, wearing a hunting or fishing hat, which seemed outlandisly old-fashioned stalked me from the bank of ireland through the Swan Centre , except that I only became aware that he was doing this when I got to the most mundane of places, the fish counter.The place to discuss the price of fish and smile in to your eyes, to grab your hand and hit on you. Fair enough, let go my hand. I don't want to go for a coffee, in fact I have an appointment. The grip on my hand got harder and he kept eye-contact as he ground my ring into the bone of my finger. There we are standing in a crowded shop in broad daylight and he is getting his jollies by studying minutely the change in my face from friendliness, to awareness,to fear.
He wants to capture that and take it home with him.I ripped my hand away and
continued shopping, he followed me through three aisles. Why didn't I shout, or land him on the floor or ask for help? I still don't know the answer to the question.
I reported it to the manageress , who gave a descrition to security guy, who stood watching me pack up and walked me to the door. He tells me to get a cup of tea and come back . They will pull the cctv. Thanks security guy. I returned with a friend an hour later. I haven't heard anything since. I suppose that it looked almost mundane on the footage.

So tell me is it flashing brought to a new level of sociopathy, assault or masturabotroy fantasy?

I would have let it go. But it played in my head all day and I know that he picked me out and did it purposefully.My little girl was not with me. How far does he want to go. The game , I think is to see how far he can get and he might pick the wrong girl.

Thus I am reporting it.He is ,as I said in his fifties. friendly. Very thin. Small face.
He was wearing tweeds, a hunting or fishing hat.He spoke with a slight accent and has a strong grip, which I presume satisfies his desire to cause pain. If anyone sees the man, report him to security at the Swan or the gardai.