Date: 10/22/2019
By GuppyFang
I was at my parents house, where i grew up in my old room. A girl friend was there. This kind of fat, black guy was there and he was kind of shady acting kind of sweaty. He walked in and put his thick hot hand on the side of my face and pulled me into the main part of the house, telling me that his friends were waiting to meet me. It wasn’t as if he was acting completely aggressive but I had the impression that he was a rapist. He reminded me of bad guys who do that kind of stuff. I was worried thinking how bad it would be and already mentally preparing to try and numb out. I was worried it would be difficult though. This evil feeling guy walked me out into the night to a van of other guys. My friends was there and had some influence but not a lot. They thankfully were ready to go and not in a mood for raping or messing with the fairer sex that night so I felt lucky. Next, I am at some old movie theater. This guy of whom is known to be a player and a tell all with his many lady friends is there. I know him. He comes on to me, just talking but flirty. I am instantly extremely attracted to him and his behavior. He stands beside me and presses against my leg. I love this aggressiveness but unfortunately cannot consent to anything sexual because I know he is a disrespectful person and will ruin it by not being discreet and then I will have to deal with that in town. So I say, “oh my god,” out of excitement but also frustration and prepare to leave. The end. I later wishes i could have remembered how dreams work and just gone along with it.