I went to a neighborhood pizza parlor in our nice neighborhood of a nice upper middle class community. I went to private school along with my sisters and am enrolled in a middle sized private university outside of Chicago. I am majoring in journalism and women's studies.

I went home for the weekend because my mom had surgery.

I went to the restroom and a man followed me in, he said sorry but he had to pee and he opened his zipper and just started peeing into the toilet. I was speechless but I stood there and he turned to me and showed me his penis and asked me if I wanted some. He grabbed me by the hair and pushed me against the wash basin and he got my shorts down and said I was going to get the best ride of my life. I don't really know when I felt his penis, it was certainly in my vagina and he was shoving up against me while I held on to the washbasin. He kept asking me if I liked it, and telling me a I was a little bitch, that he liked little bitches like me. He shoved hard against me and he told me he was cuming. It felt to me like he came and came, he kept shoving himself in me as he came. When he was done he asked me again if I liked it, if I liked being a little bitch. He held my mouth with his hands and squeezed my mouth and told me he wanted me to meet him at this bar later that evening.

I went alone. I didn't say where I was going when I went to meet him. He was there and when he saw me he came over and put his arm around my shoulder and asked how his little bitch was doing, if I had come for some more. We left the bar and went to an apartment, I guess it was his, and he got me to take my clothes off and he got on me and pounded me into the mattress. My legs were in the wrong position when he spread my legs out too wide and my hips began to hurt, so he took my legs and pushed over my head and finished with me like that.

I never sucked him or anything like that, although I wanted to. Once he was done he called an Uber and I left.

I have never behaved like this before, the only sex I ever had was in high school with one of my boyfriends and it was nothing like what I had with him. I remember he has a tattoo on his shoulder of an eagle. He said his name was John, but I don't believe him. I told him my name was Katy, but that is a lie.

I returned to school after a couple of days with my mom. I don't feel I am different, nothing is hurt and I don't have an STD, I checked with the county health services. I am not pregnant. I just had a wild night. Something that does not happen here at school, there are no men like him here.