Someone the other day asked me if I wanted to attend a swingers party. I asked do I need to bring my own bat and balls. He said what are you talking about. I said well you asked me to come and play swingball didn't you. I know what he meant. He said "Are you kidding me" I said I don't think we have that kind of relationship where we kid around.When men come close enough that their breath can be felt or smelled. I don't care if it's not even bad at the moment or you've just brushed, because I'm living in fear of the moment it *might not* be fine. Like just create some space.
It's immediately unattractive to me if someone is getting too close, even to show me a paper or their phone or whatever. Especially if I still don't know if I even like you, I'm guaranteed to not afterwards.