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I was raped on a day in February 2004. Somebody, who I had previous friendly contact with, made his way into my home by asking to use the bathroom. There was not any sexual contact at all previous to that night! I was being friendly and did not think about anything bad. But when that man stepped into my house he made a decision, which would change my life tremendously.
He forced himself upon me, taking advantage of me feeling sick and being intoxicated. He held my arms up and took my clothes off. I told him to stop plenty of times and tried to push him away. But he just kept hushing me, kept holding me down and kept taking my clothes off, touching me and kissing me. I did all I could do with the power that I had at that point of time. I did not think about screaming, I did not think about scratching him or hitting him. He seemed just so extremely strong and it did not seem to make any sense to keep trying. I was worn out, tired and intoxicated. I was on my period, not taking any birth control and had a tampon in. I told him all these things trying to make him stop, but he would not listen!
He first penetrated me being on top of me and later flipped me over and penetrated me from behind. My tampon was never removed; it was in during the whole incident. By the point he started penetrating me from behind I had completely given up. I just stopped. It felt like an outer-body experience. It seemed as if I stepped out of my body and was watching what was happening, not able to do anything about it. All I was thinking was that he could take my body, but I would not let him take my soul! I did not feel a thing. When he first started penetrating me I could feel him, but the more and longer he was inside of me the less I felt him. I just shut down. When he was done he went to the bathroom, cleaned himself off and left. I was crying.
He forced himself upon me, taking advantage of me feeling sick and being intoxicated. He held my arms up and took my clothes off. I told him to stop plenty of times and tried to push him away. But he just kept hushing me, kept holding me down and kept taking my clothes off, touching me and kissing me. I did all I could do with the power that I had at that point of time. I did not think about screaming, I did not think about scratching him or hitting him. He seemed just so extremely strong and it did not seem to make any sense to keep trying. I was worn out, tired and intoxicated. I was on my period, not taking any birth control and had a tampon in. I told him all these things trying to make him stop, but he would not listen!
He first penetrated me being on top of me and later flipped me over and penetrated me from behind. My tampon was never removed; it was in during the whole incident. By the point he started penetrating me from behind I had completely given up. I just stopped. It felt like an outer-body experience. It seemed as if I stepped out of my body and was watching what was happening, not able to do anything about it. All I was thinking was that he could take my body, but I would not let him take my soul! I did not feel a thing. When he first started penetrating me I could feel him, but the more and longer he was inside of me the less I felt him. I just shut down. When he was done he went to the bathroom, cleaned himself off and left. I was crying.
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Teclo wrote...
I was raped on a day in February 2004. Somebody, who I had previous friendly contact with, made his way into my home by asking to use the bathroom. There was not any sexual contact at all previous to that night! I was being friendly and did not think about anything bad. But when that man stepped into my house he made a decision, which would change my life tremendously.He forced himself upon me, taking advantage of me feeling sick and being intoxicated. He held my arms up and took my clothes off. I told him to stop plenty of times and tried to push him away. But he just kept hushing me, kept holding me down and kept taking my clothes off, touching me and kissing me. I did all I could do with the power that I had at that point of time. I did not think about screaming, I did not think about scratching him or hitting him. He seemed just so extremely strong and it did not seem to make any sense to keep trying. I was worn out, tired and intoxicated. I was on my period, not taking any birth control and had a tampon in. I told him all these things trying to make him stop, but he would not listen!
He first penetrated me being on top of me and later flipped me over and penetrated me from behind. My tampon was never removed; it was in during the whole incident. By the point he started penetrating me from behind I had completely given up. I just stopped. It felt like an outer-body experience. It seemed as if I stepped out of my body and was watching what was happening, not able to do anything about it. All I was thinking was that he could take my body, but I would not let him take my soul! I did not feel a thing. When he first started penetrating me I could feel him, but the more and longer he was inside of me the less I felt him. I just shut down. When he was done he went to the bathroom, cleaned himself off and left. I was crying.
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Teclo wrote...
I was raped on a day in February 2004. Somebody, who I had previous friendly contact with, made his way into my home by asking to use the bathroom. There was not any sexual contact at all previous to that night! I was being friendly and did not think about anything bad. But when that man stepped into my house he made a decision, which would change my life tremendously.He forced himself upon me, taking advantage of me feeling sick and being intoxicated. He held my arms up and took my clothes off. I told him to stop plenty of times and tried to push him away. But he just kept hushing me, kept holding me down and kept taking my clothes off, touching me and kissing me. I did all I could do with the power that I had at that point of time. I did not think about screaming, I did not think about scratching him or hitting him. He seemed just so extremely strong and it did not seem to make any sense to keep trying. I was worn out, tired and intoxicated. I was on my period, not taking any birth control and had a tampon in. I told him all these things trying to make him stop, but he would not listen!
He first penetrated me being on top of me and later flipped me over and penetrated me from behind. My tampon was never removed; it was in during the whole incident. By the point he started penetrating me from behind I had completely given up. I just stopped. It felt like an outer-body experience. It seemed as if I stepped out of my body and was watching what was happening, not able to do anything about it. All I was thinking was that he could take my body, but I would not let him take my soul! I did not feel a thing. When he first started penetrating me I could feel him, but the more and longer he was inside of me the less I felt him. I just shut down. When he was done he went to the bathroom, cleaned himself off and left. I was crying.
how does one respond to this, um.....
yeah, i got nothin'
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Teclo wrote...
I was raped on a day in February 2004. Somebody, who I had previous friendly contact with, made his way into my home by asking to use the bathroom. There was not any sexual contact at all previous to that night! I was being friendly and did not think about anything bad. But when that man stepped into my house he made a decision, which would change my life tremendously.He forced himself upon me, taking advantage of me feeling sick and being intoxicated. He held my arms up and took my clothes off. I told him to stop plenty of times and tried to push him away. But he just kept hushing me, kept holding me down and kept taking my clothes off, touching me and kissing me. I did all I could do with the power that I had at that point of time. I did not think about screaming, I did not think about scratching him or hitting him. He seemed just so extremely strong and it did not seem to make any sense to keep trying. I was worn out, tired and intoxicated. I was on my period, not taking any birth control and had a tampon in. I told him all these things trying to make him stop, but he would not listen!
He first penetrated me being on top of me and later flipped me over and penetrated me from behind. My tampon was never removed; it was in during the whole incident. By the point he started penetrating me from behind I had completely given up. I just stopped. It felt like an outer-body experience. It seemed as if I stepped out of my body and was watching what was happening, not able to do anything about it. All I was thinking was that he could take my body, but I would not let him take my soul! I did not feel a thing. When he first started penetrating me I could feel him, but the more and longer he was inside of me the less I felt him. I just shut down. When he was done he went to the bathroom, cleaned himself off and left. I was crying.
Teclo wrote...
I was crying.Pussy.
When I was a young boy, this meme started on 4chan.
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Jonoe wrote...
Jeff Goldblum Fan wrote...
from soho down to brighton i must have played them allOi I LOVE SOHO!
I know JGF is, since he's quoting a song by The Who, but I hope you're referring to the actual Soho rather than the fake one they presumably have in America. If so, I completely agree with you; it's one of my favourite places.
