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Straight Female / 29
Raised One Way, My Clock Was Reset After An Incident
It's been eight years now. We were in our senior year and we went to Cabo for Spring break, one of the girls got to use her parent's time share. It was four girls, and two guys, one of them my boyfriend.
One night we were out drinking. Some guys moved in on us. My boyfriend was scared off, he ran like a rabbit. These men wanted to party with us. They got real personal real quickly. One of then grabbed me between the legs. I slapped him, he broke my nose when he hit me with his fist. He grabbed me by the hair and started to drag me out of the bar. A guy from the crowd stepped in and decked him, and held the other guys off with a gun. He took me with him.
My clock was reset completely. My boyfriend said he was scared they were going to hurt him and abandoned me. Whatever I had felt for him was dead. I ran with a different crowd after that. 100% testosterone. No words necessary to keep me in line, he just had to look at me. I shared myself with him, I became his quiet girlfriend.
Eight years is a long time, I've relaxed a lot since then. But my instinct is for men like the one that saved me. My blood runs hot with him, my blood is ice cold with my old boyfriend.
One night we were out drinking. Some guys moved in on us. My boyfriend was scared off, he ran like a rabbit. These men wanted to party with us. They got real personal real quickly. One of then grabbed me between the legs. I slapped him, he broke my nose when he hit me with his fist. He grabbed me by the hair and started to drag me out of the bar. A guy from the crowd stepped in and decked him, and held the other guys off with a gun. He took me with him.
My clock was reset completely. My boyfriend said he was scared they were going to hurt him and abandoned me. Whatever I had felt for him was dead. I ran with a different crowd after that. 100% testosterone. No words necessary to keep me in line, he just had to look at me. I shared myself with him, I became his quiet girlfriend.
Eight years is a long time, I've relaxed a lot since then. But my instinct is for men like the one that saved me. My blood runs hot with him, my blood is ice cold with my old boyfriend.
