Yet she could not get away from them. In high school I went to parties where there were drunk guys who would make clumsy passes. They were not hard to rebuke. ANd they sure as heck would not have had the wherewithal to force someone into a room; lock the door; fall on them like a landed fish and start groping. They’d have tripped over their own feet before they took a second step.
My only fights with “blindingly drunk” guys didn’t require me to actually throw a single punch.