"No thanks," I said, stepping forward to avoid the man's hand. "I'm here to meet someone."

But before I could take another step, his hand slid from my shoulder...to my lower back...And then shamelessly grabbed my ass—twice, like he owned it.

My temper snapped. I turned on instinct and slapped him hard across the face.

He staggered half a step and sneered, "Why pretend to be so innocent? You come to a place like this, what—not looking to get hit ...