I was in my early 20s, and talking online to a woman on
the internet. We kind of hit it off. I decided to do cross
country vacation, and she suggested I stop by, spend a few
days to a week at her school, that I could 'crash' in her
apartment before resuming my trip. That sounded ok, so
when the time came, I packed up and started my road trip.
In time, I was near her town, so I drove on in, gave her a
phone call to get directions on just where in town her
apartment was, and drove on over. She met me at the door,
we hugged, and I gave her a little gift I'd brought along as
a thank you for the invitation. We went inside, I put my
bag down, she broke out some wine, and we talked for a
while.
Her roommate arrived home at that point. A very large
woman, I would have guessed her at more than twice my
weight, since she was easily more than twice my size in
volume. She grabbed a glass of wine too, and joined the
conversation. She was pretty flirty, more so than I would
have expected with a stranger, but I shrugged it off. I
thanked my online friend again for letting me stop over,
and as she had things to do, I went out to explore the town
for the rest of the afternoon, only coming back after
grabbing a bite at a local diner.
My friend was headed out. She hadn't known exactly when
I was arriving, and already had accepted a party invite. I
was cool with that, I'd been driving quite a while that day
and was already pretty tired when I got there, and my
second wind was wearing off, so I decided to crash on the
futon she'd indicated was for me. I think I got a couple of
hours of sleep, before I was woken up muzzy headed, with
hands down my sweat pants, one of which had a fairly
firm grip on a rather tender part. It was already somewhat
dark out, and the curtains were pulled, so at first I didn't
know who it was, but I assumed that my online friend was
more friendly than I expected. That assumption didn't last
long, as the grip became painfully tight, and I was
suddenly having a hard time breathing with a lot of naked
weight on top of me.
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What were you doing while you were being raped?

Shouting, Crying, Screaming...

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where is the evidence or proof...

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