Sending her unsolicited photo of your mjulubeng is sexual harassment

A while ago, I made the regrettable decision to give this massive creep my number. The signs were there but I was naïve and blissfully ignorant. For instance, when we first made contact, he noticed that I have a few professional photos on my social media pages and proceeded to ask me if I have ever had any boudoir photos taken.

I remember feeling incredibly uncomfortable and thinking the question was too forward coming from someone I had just met. Nonetheless, I decided to give him the benefit of a doubt and gave him my number. Later that evening, he texted me and we exchanged a few pleasantries. Then, without any warning, he sent me an unsolicited picture of his nether regions; his very unimpressive nether regions, if I might add. Naturally, I was appalled. I contemplated shutting him off with a few choice words but then decided he wasn’t worth my time and energy so I just blocked him (on WhatsApp).  
 
I never thought about that weirdo again until a few months later when I lost my phone. I got a new phone and reinstalled WhatsApp; little did I know that my previous privacy settings had been deleted. Later that day, I was lazing around the house when I got a WhatsApp notification. I opened the message only to find a familiar-looking phallus staring back at me.