He then asked me a few more innocent question before switching the topic back, asking if I liked oral sex and other oddly worded questions that I can’t remember
“Have you ever just kissed anyone just simply because you were horny?” he asked rather loudly considering we were in a crowded cafe. no. not really. I think that’s more of a male thing, I can’t say I’ve done that.. no.” (sounds sexist, shutup I was under pressure). I lightly told him that it was rude to ask me that but still was tolerant of him (I’ve encountered many douches and at that time felt I wouldn’t get much better).
Not long after this, he suggested we leave. By this I thought he meant part ways, as he knew I had to meet up with a friend not long after coffee.
Luckily he did because ironically, I had left my wallet at home. I felt like it was such a cliche but felt super guilty as it makes me feel bad when anyone pays for me.
When we got in the car, he started to drive a different direction to where I lived (which was 5 minutes away). I asked where we were going and he pulled up in a street nearby with little to no street lights that was extremely dim and parked outside a random house.
I asked him what we were doing there and he told me he wanted to talk in private, to which I responded that we could talk in private out the front of my house. He argued that it wouldn’t be private and that people would “look out of windows”. I STUPIDLY told him that no one would because only my sister was home and i would text her not to. He kicked up a bit and got slightly angry before agreeing to take me home. This should have been enough for me, but no. I was naive and lonely.
When we parked out the front of my house, we started talking and he tried vocГЄ pode se casar com um estrangeiro nos EUA to lean in to kiss me, to which I kept pulling away and giving off negative body language but still was friendly. After a bit he started asking me to look at him to which I made jokes (sometimes in stressful situations, I make jokes to clear the tension – bad habit) and kept my distance until he basically turned my head and kissed me. I just went with it as I was lonely and thought he wasn’t that bad looking and I reasoned that a kiss was just a kiss. After a few seconds I tried to pull away and he pulled me into a bear hug to which I half hardheartedly tried to get out of but gave up and continued kissing him. A little while later I tried to pull away and he put me in almost a headlock type hold. STILL SOMEHOW I WASN’T CONCERNED ENOUGH TO GTFO OF THERE!
Sexual questions that were unusual
We stopped kissing after a bit and continued talking, he asked if I’d sit in the back seat with him to cuddle to which I hesitantly said yes. Once we got in the back we cuddled and talked but then he kept grabbing at my boobs and vagina. I just kept telling him to stop because it was pissing me off. He was doing it in a jokey way, like “Whoops, accidentally brushed your boob”. I didn’t take it too seriously until it happened a few times and I told him that he had had his feel, and enough was enough. I wasn’t good at saying no to men back then, not that its any excuse. After a couple of times I said I was moving the other side of the car so he couldn’t touch me.
