One of my best friends was sexually assaulted.
Real shyt. He went out drinking, crashed at another homes crib. There were some broads that slept over from the bar/club. Dude was passed out on the couch like
Except he was wearing shorts (summer time). She had one arm up his shorts and the other reaching over the top into his underwear grabbing his dikk (she unbuttoned his shorts).
He said he thought he was dreaming but he freaked out and woke up and it was dark but someone was on him. He hopped up and yelled something like "what the fukk" turned on a light and saw the broad sitting in the couch like


probably thinking she was gonna get her ass beat. The way he rationalized it was she looked scared but probably didn't expect him to react like that, and also that she probably thought if he woke up to a bytch playing with his dikk that he'd fukk or let her suck it. After he yelled and looked at her and analyzed what happened he just got in his car and went home.
He still sees the broad around town. Shes one of those broads that is always at one bar or another. He doesn't feel it's deep enough to go to the police, if he had to he'd beat her ass or kill her (his words).
Ever since he told me that I've seen him differently, I dont know if it's because I know and I'm looking intently to see if he has changed or not or whether he really has changed and it was enough for me to notice.
Definitely wasn't a cool situation. he was legit

the only 2 times we've ever talked about it.
I swear on my life the first time he told me what happened I thought he was going to ask me help him kill a bytch and hide her body. I was shocked then I was like "wait, why is he telling me this? Oh shyt, he's gonna ask me to help him kill this broad and dispose of her body" and I was just waiting.