Drunk at a party, I guess one of the most common phrases in the stories.
I passed out on the couch, with my head on a good friend’s shoulder, and he was equally passed out.
When I awoke, we were still on the couch, but I felt funny. My bra was a bit off, and I felt sore down south. Investigating, by panties were inside out, and I found semen.
I woke my friend up, and asked him how could he rape me while I was unconscious! He claimed to know nothing, and I refused to believe that!
Needless to say, we were no longer friends, and I told everyone! Never stay silent, Right? He got a bad rep, and lost dates from those that heard.
Someone heard and e-mailed me a trio of pics. Aside from showing me being graphically raped on the couch, it showed the rapist could not be my friend, who looked nothing like him, and he was still on the couch next to us!
I publicly apologized. It was too late to save a long years old friendship. I offered him, well, it seemed the least I could do considering. We never went back to being good friends, but I still want to find a way.