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want me to do?”
    I shook my head. I didn’t know what to do. I was high and confused. I started to cry when I thought of my mom’s face if he called her. I could see her disappointment in me. I would be grounded for life.
    I remembered what Dylan had said; just do what he wants or we ’ll get in big trouble. I still resisted but he kept going. He slapped me again and I just closed my eyes. He bit my nipple really hard and it hurt. He laughed again when he saw me crying and slammed his dick into me hard. I just tried to zone out and get through it. He kissed me and his breath smelled like coffee, beer and weed and just nasty bad breath. It was so gross I almost puked. He jammed his tongue in my mouth and moaned. He fucked me hard and kept pulling my hair as he held me down.
    Then he turned me over like he wanted to do it doggie style. I was relieved that I wouldn’t have to look at him or kiss him.
    But then he slammed his dick into my asshole. I screamed it hurt so bad. He just laughed and said, “Yeah, you know you like it.”
    I didn ’t like it, it hurt. The more pain he caused me the more he seemed to get off on it. I tried to pull away from him but he would just yank my hair really hard and push it in further. Finally he came inside me and he was done. I was so glad when he was finished.
    What have I done? I didn ’t know what else to do. I didn’t want to get in trouble or get Dylan in trouble either. Dylan was about my only friend. His step dad was a real ass. It was just sex right. It didn’t mean anything. I just did what I had to do to keep the peace.
    Bob got up and left the house. I grabbed my clothes and hurried to the bathroom. Dylan wasn ’t there. I could hear loud music from his bedroom so I assumed he was in there.
    I tried to clean myself up. I was bleeding from my asshole. It hurt so bad. Was this normal or did he do something really bad to me? People do it up the butt all the time so I must be okay, right?
    When I came out of the bathroom Dylan was there. He was just sitting on the couch waiting for me. I sat down next to him and he hugged me and said, “I’m so sorry. He’s gone and won‘t be back for a while. I try to not have people over when I know Bob’s gonna be here because he’s such an asshole.” He looked into my eyes. “I’m really sorry. Are you okay?”
    I nodded.
    Dylan looked at me and said, “Jess has to do that all the time. It’s okay.”
    What an ass his step -dad is. He does that to Jess all the time? Poor Jess. Why didn’t she tell me? Poor Dylan. How do you live with a guy like that?
    I looked at Dylan and saw that his nose was still bleeding. I grabbed a tissue and tried to wipe up the blood. Dylan looked at me and started to cry. I hu gged him and told him that it was okay. I was fine and it was over with. I can’t imagine living with that guy. Never knowing if he was gonna snap like that. Never being able to bring friends over or he’d go off like that. I feel really bad for Dylan. I’m okay… I can go home, but this is Dylan’s home. I’m glad that I’m Dylan’s friend. I think he needs a friend. What a day…. So much for studying!
     
    Sept 15
    It ’s the middle of the night and I can’t sleep. I had a bad dream about Bob. I know what he did to me was wrong but I kind of feel like I deserved it. I was doing bad things and I got caught. I was having sex with Dylan and Ben, so what did it really matter? It’s not like I am pure and innocent. Sex is just sex.
    Dylan said that Jess did it too, so it wasn ’t just me. Jess probably had to do it a bunch of times. It was over and done with, but I can’t get it out of my mind. Him on top of me, grunting. It made my skin crawl.
    I took an hour long shower when I got home and I still feel dirty. My asshole is still bleeding too. I want to talk to someone about it, but I can’t. Maybe I can talk to Jess tomorrow, but I am embarrassed. It’s a strange conversation to have with someone. I’ll be fine.