He made ‘sexual’ comments, jokes, gestures, and she intercepted signals that were not-so-pastoral directed at her. He would ‘accidentally’ brush up against her, or linger his hand longer than it was usual when they shook hands.
One day he hugged her, not a perfunctory gesture mandated by social etiquette: it lingered, his stubble glazed her cheeks, and he brushed his lips on hers. His hand traveled the distance from her shoulders to her buttocks and touched them, pinched her. She pulled away from him, her knees knocking against each other.
As though something had not happened, Mr. Kimani went all Biblical on her: ‘First Peter chapter five verse fourteen, Greet one another with a kiss of love…’

By vincentdepaul, March 28, 2016.