The Infamous Date Rape

Before I jump into my story which is always a fan favorite, especially during pledging, I'm going to do a little updating. For those of you who know we have our big Rave this Saturday which will be awesome, because what's better than a bunch of hot girls using a typical weekend to dress like sluts and rave their faces off, and have it be completely acceptable. I wasn't going to drink all that much considering there would be drugs, but the drugs seem to be a bust so it appears Red Bull and Vodka will be my go to for the weekend. Friday night will be more low key, girls soccer and field hockey cannot go out so I think it will be a nice house party night with plenty of drinking games and the usual late night crowd of girls. I'm not sure what my costume will be for Friday night, it's a toss up between a dirty pirate hooker or a slutty Amish girl. Saturday CBus, Dennis, and I will be going as the Beastie Boys from Intergalactic. I have to host a lacrosse prospy on Friday which is mildly disappointing but I think I can live. Classes went great this week and I got 40 faced at our Wings & 40s rush event last night when I decided to put back a 40 or 3. Shay got his up and nasty on and there is no greater joy then watching a girl do the walk of shame the same night it happens. All the while one of the freshmen was passed out on his couch while he was doing it, classic style. I'm sure that wasn't the only eventful thing that happened but after all the malt beverage and adderall my memory is a little fuzzy.

On to the story of the Infamous Date Rape. This isn't a college day story but rather one of my odd times from high school. It was the summer break before going into my freshman year of college and by this point in my life I was basically living with my best friend in Massachusetts. Well we decided to have a small get together one night and we asked my friend Burns to call over some girls. We learned a lesson pretty quickly that if you ask Burns to call over a few girls, you are going to get an entire town at your party. So soon enough there were about a 50 people in this house, and I spot a girl sitting on the counter who was very, very attractive. Feeling my beer confidence commence, I casually walk over and sit up on the counter next to her. After a good 10 minutes of basic convo, I feel like she's really into me, so I throw out the classic pick up line, "You know I'm gonna fuck you tonight right?" and without missing a beat she responds with a very confident, "I know". At this point though the party is starting to get out of control and my friend comes up to me and says, "Dane, there is too many people here I don't know, I'm kicking everybody out." I wasn't going to go against his wishes, but I also wasn't going to expedite the process. I quickly realize that I'm slowly missing my chance to fuck this girl, so i grab her and take her to the bathroom were I start playing thumb wars with her pussy. Soon enough she starts to go down on me, and the second she starts people start banging on the door that the cops are coming. I know this is a lie because it is the classic line we always use to get people out of the house. Well I tried convincing her that it was fake and that she should stay but she started freaking out and left. Burns(the kid who invited everyone over) was nice enough to drive her home....and fuck her, but that's neither here nor there.

So that was my first interaction with this girl, the second one ended much differently. Being pissed that I never got to live up to my pick up line, I started casually texting this girl and about three to five days later she is drunk at a party and asks me to come pick her up. Now I was sober and being thoughtful I thought, "Fuck it, I'll just drive her home." So I get to the house and she is already waiting in the driveway for me. She jumps into my car and asks me, "So where are we going?" Now I was under the impression that I was just giving her a ride home so I ask back, "What do you mean?" and she says, "Where are you gonna take me to fuck me?" So the night is already playing out better than I planned. We drive around back roads of some town I don't know for a half hour, looking for places, until finally we come across either a big open field or a sports complex, I'm still not sure what it was. Well I take her out of the car and into the field, which was stupid because I couldn't enjoy the sex because I was freaking out about getting a tick on my dick the entire time. After the deed was done, I return to my car with every intention of dropping her off either back at the party or at her house, this was not her plan. She sees that I am getting in my car and asks, "Where do you think you're going?" I respond with the logical answer of, "Home..." This answer she was none to pleased with because next thing I know she is in the driver side door taking my keys out of the ignition and throwing them in the woods. "What the fuck was that for?", I ask while getting out of the car. She proceeds to grab me by the throat and push me up against the car and say, "You're not going anywhere till you fuck me again." Keep in mind here folks that I am 6 feet tall and way 195 pounds, I have never been so scared in my life. Obviously I had just came, and I was literally scared shitless so there was no way I was getting a boner. I had to think of everything but her to be able to get myself hard and speed fuck her so I could get the fuck out of there and never look back. To this day I attest that what had happend to me was rape, and I don't let anyone say otherwise. So be careful men because you might get the crazy one.

p.s.- To answer everyone's questions, yes I did fuck her again.