Years ago I went over to my friends place. We worked together. We liked each other but I didn’t like him like that. He had me in his bedroom and he didn’t stop. There comes a point where you’re like pushing back for him to stop, you push back again, maybe two or three times (I can’t remember if I verbally said no?) and then in your head your like “Oh shit, he’s not actually going to stop”. So you push back once more, and then you give up, and he has intercourse with you. The only difference is I feel a part of me didn’t scream, shout, cry or bite him, like I could have tried harder? You know? Anyone else who has been raped have a similar experience? Was this rape? I’m still friends with the guy sort of.
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