Post by Dorothyl on Oct 14, 2010 7:00:47 GMT -5
November 2009, I was 17 and was working at a local Pizza place about 5 minutes away from my house. I had been working there for a year and a half and a new guy, who's name I will not mention but rather call him "G," was hired. He was extremely cute, charming, and at the time he seemed like he had a personality that matched mine, but he was 4 years older than me. I flirted with him like crazy, not caring much of the age difference, at work and I eventually got his e-mail address. That night we were up all night e-mailing back and forth and we decided to take a walk by a creek by his apartment on a Sunday.
Sunday came and we went on our walk and it was romantic and there was definitely chemistry there. We walked back to his apartment, which was trashed, and we listened to music and he tickled me. After about 2 hours my mom called me and asked when I was coming home. I told her that I would be home in 45 minutes. After I got off the phone with my Mom he pulled me into him and kissed me so hard that I lost my breath, I knew at that moment that I was in love and things progressed; we would hangout practically everyday and he was all I could talk about.
January 1, 2010, was the start of the scariest time of my life. I was over at his apartment and he asked me if we could have sex, mind you I was still 17 and a minor to him. I was a good christian girl, I had taken a vow of purity and had no intention of breaking that. He had been talking about it for a couple months but I figured he'd wait for me, after all he said he loved me. When I walked into his apartment on January 1st he had rearranged furniture and had put a bed in a special place with a curtain around it and mood lights in it. We sat on down on his bed and started making out. He was on top of me and was thrusting himself up and down on my body. He stopped kissing me and pulled back to see my face. He asked me if we could have sex tonight because it was a special night and it'd be a great start to the year together. At this point I was scared and shaking, I didn't want to have sex yet, I was 17 and I wasn't ready. He continued to pressure me and then he moved his hands down to my pants. He unbuttoned my pants and pulled them and my underwear down, he then took my shirt and bra off. G then left the room to get a condom and I layed there frozen, crying, and scared out of my mind. He came back and massaged my legs so that they could relax enough for him to get in. I was crying and he didn't care, inside my mind I was screaming for help and for him to stop! G had finished and left the room and I was laying there sit frozen, speechless, and crying. I finally came to my senses and quickly got dressed before he came back in. I curled up in a ball and layed back down. G came back in and played some video games and pulled out started to smoke some marajuana, something that I didn't know he did. I left after he had smoked a bowl and I lied to him and told him that he had satisfied me too.