We have tried to teach the girls in our family that they don't want or have to put up with such touchings, rubbings, etc. unless they want to. And we've tried to reinforce it in positive ways, by empowering them as people ("Heck, yeah, go try the climbing wall!") and then by empowering them so that they can do something about it if they have to ("Jiu-jitsu lessons start in ten minutes, girls!"). And we have tried to explain to them the concepts of responsibility and ethics and self-definition and, frankly, I think we've succeeded pretty darn well. None of them feel inferior to anyone else, least of all to the guys in high school.

To whit:

E, to me: "Uncle Mike, I don't think I'll date in high school."
Me: "Why is that?"
E: "'Cause I've gone to school with all of the guys all of my life, and they're all JERKS!"

Or, overheard, niece M. talking on the phone to a friend (she's 13):
"Well, if he were to try that stuff with me I'd break it off and hand him back a bleeding stump." (I hope that she was talking about the guys hands, but I dunno.)

Their paternal grandmother could have rassled a panther while plowing the fields and feedin' the kids at the same time. And their paternal great-grandmother was even tougher. And both fit the classical definition of "a lady."