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A Ride Home

I was 21 years old and had just broken up with a boyfriend. I drove to a bar to meet up with some friends who convinced me coming out for a couple drinks would make me feel better. While I was at the bar, I saw my best friend’s acquaintance, who worked at a tattoo place doing piercings. My friend had gotten a piercing done by him and also had a crush on him. I had met him a few times through her.
I was hanging out and talking with him and having a beer. My ex suddenly walks in, the piercer asked me what was wrong, and I told him we had broken up. I was too drunk to drive home at this point so the piercer offered me a ride home. Even though I was drunk, I told him, “Ok, but this isn’t to sleep with you. I just want to go home.” He said of course and he understood and didn’t mind.
While driving he said he was hungry and stopped for Taco Bell. He bought me some too and asked if I wanted to go to his house to eat it. I said sure. After eating, some drunk small talk, and hanging out, he made a move to kiss me. I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. Suddenly he shoved his hand down my pants. I told him to stop. He kept rubbing my crotch anyway, clumsily trying to penetrate me with his fingers as I struggled. After repeatedly telling him to stop and trying to block his hand, he then proceeded to lay on top of me and jerk off over me even though I said no and stop the whole time. He then passed out. I could not find my phone, did not know where I was, and went to the bathroom to throw up repeatedly. When he woke up the next morning he drove me to my car.
When I told my best friend about it, she admitted his actions weren’t ok, but requested that I don’t be mad at her if she returned to him for more piercings and to take care of her current ones. My friends advised me not to tell anyone because he was a very charismatic and popular person, who was big in the local body modification scene, and that telling other people wouldn’t go in my favor because I had gotten drunk at the bar and I would be blamed.


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