(untitled). . when I was 16, I had a fake I. D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed en me. While there, an elder gentleman boug (untitled) when I was 16 had a fake D and decided to go gay bar by myself because some friends bailed en me While there an elder gentleman boug
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when I was 16, I had a fake I. D. and decided to
go to a gay bar by myself because some friends
bailed en me. While there, an elder gentleman
bought me a drink. He wasn' t a creeper, and he
wasn' t unattractive. I accepted the
drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As
the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange.
I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and
this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we
were walking down the street, the thought of,
Oh god, he' s drugged me, Pm going to die' came
to my head. I tried to get away, but I was
drugged up that I could Barely walk, let alone
speak. It also didn' t help that I had really large
goth' platform shees because I was geing
through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought mete
his suv and began undressing me. As a final act
of defiance, I hit him ever the head with my
platform shoe. He then punched me, and I
remember thinking, 'Why don' t they ever give
workshops to gay guys about being victims of
rape tee?’ While I was as careful as passable, I
never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I
even watched the bartender make the drink.
Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while
this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his
fer a moment, and that' s when it happened. A
very large and angry drag queen opened the
deer of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my
attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends
helped dress and care for me while the police
arrived. I was saved by a great: guardian drag
queens. They were basically the modern day
angels from heaven?
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Views: 62343 Submitted: 05/14/2014