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 mulheres russo bonitas 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 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.