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Continued To preserve anonymity, I’m not naming any bars or locations. I could if I needed to, but I won’t for now. My friends and I headed to a second bar, and I was sufficiently drunk. I spotted some attractive men and started flirting. This is not typical behavior for me. I’m generally shy and …
Living in this current news cycle, you would be hard-pressed to find a woman who does not feel triggered, depressed, frustrated, and/or angry. I would argue that almost every woman on the planet has been sexually assaulted in some way. Sexual assault does not have to be rape – it is a spectrum. From cat …
She went clubbing with her girls but she wasn’t feeling comfortable. She wanted to leave early, so this guy decided to give her a ride and she was eager to leave so she agreed. Halfway through, she noticed he passed a different route. She became scared. She told him to drop her. So he parked …
Every story has a beginning, a middle, and of course in due time an end. The beginning is that I was adopted when I was born, I never knew my real mother or father. Both my so-called monsters (foster parents – that’s what I call them) were already abusive to each other when they had …
Continued… That’s when I jumped off the swing and started running. My friend followed closely behind. I remember feeling relieved that I could hear her footsteps. But that relief vanished when, moments later, I heard the footsteps and voices of the boys giving chase not far behind her. I’d never before run for my life. …
I don’t remember every detail. I don’t remember exactly how many boys were there. Or exactly what they looked like. I don’t remember all of the words exchanged between those boys, my friend, and myself. I don’t remember every detail. But the details I do remember, I will never forget. I remember we were at …
It happened when I was about 4 or 5 years old, my godmother’s children would always take me to stay with them at their house. One of the children, the third daughter, whenever I was left alone with her would insert her finger or any object she saw that could fit into my vagina. It …
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So, when I was young I lived with my grandpa and he was always nice to me, then when I hit puberty, I was still a kid and he started touching me – first my stomach and then towards my chest and breast, but I didn’t think it was wrong. As I started getting older, …
He was raped; this friend of mine, by his course mate—a friend he had come to trust, a female friend. They weren’t dating. He had come visiting and as students are wont to do, sat down to watch movies with her. The movie was boring– it just wasn’t his kind of movie– so he requested …
Contd I laid on the floor and took off my panties (I had not even grown breasts then for Christ sakes!). He brought out his penis and I had never seen it before but he had some whitish liquid trickling from his penis. That was when I started screaming “I am a virgin! I am …
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