I never had a problem as a kid. However, in my 20s, I have so far been thrice propositioned by strange men at bus stops & other similar locations.
#1.) I had just gotten out of a dress rehearsal for a play I was doing at the community college. I was waiting outside a convenience store for my mother to pick me up. While I was there, this guy comes up to me and asks me where I'm going. I say, "At the moment, nowhere." Then he tries to lure me into the alley behind the store.
"Come here."
"What?"
"Come here."
"Why?"
Then his voice goes up a couple octaves as he asks, "Wanna have a good time?"
I scream "No!" in a genuinely disgusted manner. He leaves. My mother picked me up a couple minutes later. We drive home. I tell her what happened. As I open the car door to get out, the dome light comes on and she points out to me, "You know, you left your eye-liner on from rehearsal."
#2.) This was the instance that taught me not to be nice to homeless people. I was at a bus stop. There was this homeless guy there. I felt bad for him, since I figured he rarely ever had anyone to talk to. I even felt charitable enough to pay his bus fare. Then, when I get off the bus, he asks me, "Where are you going?" I tell him I'm going to school. He says, confused, "Oh.... I thought we were gonna do a little hanky panky."
#3.) This time, I swear, I didn't do anything that could have possibly led this guy on. I was waiting at a bus stop late at night after leaving my friends' house. Normally, at that time of night, everything is closed, even the Walgreens. Everything is usually dead. But this time, there's this other guy who sits down next to me. I try to respectfully ignore him. Then suddenly, he asks me, "How many bitches have you fucked?" I look over at him and I'm thinking, 'What is that in his hand?' Then I realize what it is. I swear loudly and go back to my friends' house, demanding that they give me a ride because their neighborhood is suddenly very fuckin' scary!