Amber, the Blacked-Out Possibly Raped College Girl says:
As I have mentioned, I have had problems with my boyfriend, but he can be SO kind.
It was one of those nights where I started crying but don't even know why. I had some wine, but I just felt sad, and when I begin feeling sad for no reason I inevitably think of my beloved cat Miss Tiff, who got hit by a car while I was watching, and then I get REALLY sad. I miss that girl so much, she would curl up with me and purr and try to lick ice cream off my spoon.
So I am drunk and crying and my boyfriend, he strokes my hair gently, and whispers words of reassurance in my ear:
"It's gonna be okay, baby: I'm right here."
"Just relax, and let me hold you."
"C'mon baby, just relax."
Things like that.
As I finally drifted to sleep I thought I felt his hand at my panties, but I drifted to sleep anyway.
I woke up in the middle of the night to pee, and there was a used condom, floating in the water like a jellyfish.
I looked back in the bedroom, but my boyfriend was sleeping, and I didn't want to wake him and start any trouble.
So I took some of the Vicodin I had left from my ski-boarding injury, and went back to sleep.
I thought being raped would be different.
I am Laslo.