Good old days
|I think this stuff happens a lot and we either don't talk about it or don't think about it anymore. Reading other posts makes me think about things that have happened to me that I'd pushed out of my mind or brushed off.|
When I was in high school, this guy I knew pretty well was driving me home one night. We'd dropped off another friend and were driving down some backroads to get to my house. I have no idea how this happened, but somewhere in our conversation, he threatened to whip it out. I laughed it off. How weird, right? But I guess I went into shock when he grabbed my hand and pushed into his exposed lap. I'm pretty sure I'd never touched a penis at that point in my life, and I definitely didn't know what a soft one felt like. I didn't know what I was touching for a moment. Is that your thigh? Fuck.
I don't remember what happened after that except that he didn't try anything else and I got my hand back. And I know that makes me lucky. And I know that's beyond fucked up.