A new series by Joy Pedrow Skarka[Trigger warning] Day three of my freshman year of college, I had said, “No,” countless times. I went to his apartment (totally sober), not realizing the possibilities of what could happen. As the night progressed, I started to understand his plan.
“No, no, I don’t want to have sex.”
“Are you sure?” he persisted.
“I haven’t had sex before. I should go.”
“No, don’t go, stay with me. I promise we won’t have sex.” He put his hands around my hips and pulled me close to him.
It happened late at night, and I had just moved into my new dorm days earlier, so I had no idea how to get back home. “Okay, I’ll stay the night. But we should go to bed.”
We laid there on the tiny twin dorm bed. I drifted off to sleep.
Groggy, I woke up to …