Again, I tried to stop him as he began to pull down my pant, but I completely lacked the capacity to do so. I was growing weaker by the minute. Even my vision was starting to get more blurred. I could feel consciousness slowly draining out of me. Within a flash, memories of my parents warnings about boys began flooding through my head. In a flash, I saw my mum warning me sternly never to go visit a boy, and that if I had to visit a male classmate on academic grounds, I must do so accompanied by a friend. But this visit to Bobby’s wasn’t on academic grounds. And foolishly, I’d come unaccompanied, now I was paying the ultimate price. Dad too had warned me ceaselessly never to hang around boys that I barely knew, nor make them my friends, the man would certainly commit murder if he saw what was happening to me now.
Bobby had pulled away my pant. He ran his fingers over my pubic hair before letting them crawl further down. I felt a sharp pain as he stuck a finger up inside me. He continued to run his fingers up and down my private part and the pain nearly drove me crazy. Not satisfied he was getting the desired reaction from me, which was funny considering that he knew the drugs would make me incapable of enjoying what he was doing to me, he returned his attention to my breasts. He began to suck my nipples like his entire life depended on it. Moments after, he rose to his feet and started to take off his trousers. At this moment, I tried to will myself to stop him but I was too weak to do anything. I was completely drained. I could scarcely open my eyes but I could still make out Bobby’s figure. It was when he climbed in between my legs, using his strong arms to keep my legs wide apart for him as he entered into me, that I finally lost consciousness. And as I succumbed finally to the powers of the strong sedatives Bobby deposited in my drink, I remember thinking to myself I brought this problem upon myself and so I should be ready to face whatever consequences that comes out of it….
I have no idea for how long I was unconscious, but I guess it was just long enough for Bobby to do the evil he wanted to do. My vision was still blurred, but as I struggled to get a clearer picture of my surrounding, my vision slowly got clearer and better. I felt sticky wetness in between my thighs, followed by a sharp pain that came right from inside my abdomen. I also felt stinging hotness around my vagina region, and that was when the reality dawned on me- Bobby had just raped!
I looked around me again. I could see I was inside a fairly large nicely furnished bedroom and I was lying on the bed. I was half-naked. I looked down my thighs and found there were semen stains all over that part of my body. It was at this point that tears started streaming down my face. I’d allowed my body to be defiled by a man I barely knew. I had allowed utter foolishness and recklessness to get me into a bad situation. And just6 as I was wondering where Bobby was, the door opened behind me and in came Bobby. He was no longer dressed the way he was before he drugged me, now he had on a tee-shirt and a short Jean. I sprang up from the bed and pounced on him.
“What have you done to me, Bobby? You raped me! You drugged me and raped me!” I yelled, crying as I began to hit out at him with all the strength I could gather.
“I’m sorry, darling, I just couldn’t resist you, Rosie, I just had to have you’” Bobby said shamelessly. But I caught a smirk on his face that showed clearly he was not the least sorry for what he did to me.
“Sorry? Did you just say sorry?” I screamed at the top of my voice. “You deliberately invited me here, drugged me and raped me and now you say you’re sorry? Oh, my God, how could I have been stupid not to know you’re an animal!”
Bobby kept quiet, looking at me speechlessly for a few minutes before advancing towards me, stretching out his hands. “Don’t touch me! Don’t lay those filthy hands of yours on me,” I snapped at him, wiping tears from my eyes. “What if I get home now and they find out what has happened to me here!”
“But they don’t have to know, Rosie, except you want to tell them,” Bobby said, trying to lift my spirits. But I was barely listening to him. The only thing on my mind was how I’d get home, sleep and wake up only to find out that this was nothing but a terrible nightmare….How I wish somebody would wake me up.
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