Well, I had something kind of similar happen to me. Anyway, I had a boyfriend for a few months and he came over to visit. I left the door unlocked so he could come home and I went to bed because I was too tired.

Anyway, my boyfriend came home for a booty call that night. I just remember be woken up by him and feeling very tired and warm, I just told him I missed him. I remember when he came home there were other men in the house downstairs. I could here them talking but I was so-o tired. As my boyfriend was doing his business, I felt a hand rubbing my leg. I told my boyfriend something is wrong, something is wrong. Then all of a sudden a camera started flashing. Lots of flashes going off. Then my boyfriend covered my body with his body, to protect me. Okay, then he started speaking in his native language and he was very mad. I knew at that point one of his friends was in the room. Not impressed. At this point, I thought his "friend" had left the room.

I'm so tired and confused and out of it. You would've thought I had taken some sort of drug but I didn't. I couldn't explain to you how I was so uncapable of handling myself. Just dead to the world. Anyway, my boyfriend was done and left. Just like that. I don't know why I felt safe but I did and fell asleep immediately.

Again, I woke up and there was this man in my room. I knew it wasn't my boyfriend. I just could tell by the shape or something. Anyway, I could see him take his pants off and then he climbed into bed with me and got on top of me. This is where I got scared. I got really really scared. I thought how desparate is this man to do this? I just felt it was safer to give in and let him have it, then to fight him, I was so-o tired. I was scared if I fought him, maybe he would have a knife or try to stab me or something. I thought maybe he would get violent. At the time, I thought I was all alone with him in my house, I had no clue that my boyfriend was home downstairs still. I had no clue that maybe only 5 minutes passed or something. I thought it was hours.

Anyway, as he was on top he was introducing himself. All I remember it didn't take long. I fell asleep immediately. Then I was woken up again by a scuffle downstairs. I could here my boyfriend and his friends arguing and pushing each other around. Anyway, they left and I fell asleep again.

I don't know why but I felt safe.

The next day my boyfriend came over again and kept asking me did something happen and is everything okay? I kept saying nothing happened. I was embarrassed to tell him what happen. Then he kept asking me over and over. After a week or so I finally admitted to him that his friend had sex with me. Anyway, he gave me shit and told me why didn't I scream? why didn't I fight him? He felt I should of done more. I was too tired and I was scared too.

Anyway, I asked him how he knew. He said his friend came down the stairs later. Then when it came time for him and his friend to leave the house, his friend wouldn't go. Apparently his friend liked me. OMG! That was the scuffle I heard. It took him and 2 other friends to get him out of my house!

So, my boyfriend is giving me shit, when he invited bad men in my house?

Later, he told me his friend who slept with me was just 18 years old and he was drunk. I don't believe he was drunk, I would of tasted or smelled it. My boyfriend gave him shit, till he cried. I felt more horrible because his friend is less than half of my age!

Why would you invite bad men into my house? The only reason I didn't want to fight, is I kept having this image of a knife to my neck. I had no idea what to expect. I also thought I was all alone.

I don't know what was wrong with my boyfriend and his friends and cousins. I was constantly beating these men off. I had another friend try to kiss me in the kitchen, I had to tell him to leave me alone. That my boyfriend was in the next room. Then I had his cousin come over, so I gave him a ride home. I don't know why my boyfriend didn't come but he didn't. Anyway, his cousin offered me money for sex! I'm like wtf? I was so disgusted, the guy kept saying don't go to work, I'll pay you to stay with me instead. I came home later and told my boyfriend to keep his friends and cousins away from me. My boyfriend always thought it was funny but it was scary for me. I didn't feel he protected me enough.

I was glad to break up with this guy because his friends and family were a handful. I even had one of his cousins trying to push my ex out of the way and take over. He wanted me to dump my boyfriend and go with him.

I suppose I feel guilty that I didn't scream or fight him off more. But can you imagine if I did scream and fight him off. I would have a bedroom full of men trying to pull this guy off my naked body. IDK. Somehow this makes me feel more scared. Idk. Just kind of understand what you're going through.