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I got to the thread too late Ladies wants hot sex Annetta to have my response get posted in a good position, so I'm starting another one. I the author of that post is reading this. Social psychologists have a term for what happened here. It's ed "the bystander effect". The assumption is that whenever there are lots of people around and something like this happens, someone do something. Murders and other really tragic things have happened while lots of people have been nearby because of this phenomenon. I remember falling off of my bike on campus as an undergrad along a well-traversed path, and I couldn't believe how people just walked by without bothering to ask if I was ok. I mean I was lying there in pain for a few minutes with a torn pant leg and everything, and no one said a damn thing.