Re: [Lovers India] How One Woman Escaped Her Rapist

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On 11/19/10, NITESH NANDAN <niteshnandanmg@gmail.com> wrote:
> By Khristina – November 16th, 2010(by yahoo..yahoo article) How One Woman
> Escaped Her Rapist
> [image: rape]
>
> Let me warn you; this is a spine-chilling tale of a woman escaping rape. A
> little excerpt:
>
> I walked into the apartment, placed the glass on the table, and told Marco I
> needed to head home. He had a small cigar box in his hand and offered me a
> hand-rolled cigarette from inside, presumably marijuana. "No. No, thank
> you," I said. Then he came around the table and stood in front of me.
> Mumbling something I didn't understand, he pulled me toward him and kissed
> my face hard, biting my lips. It hurt, and I tried to push away, but he held
> the back of my neck with his left hand, pressing my face to his. At the same
> time, he shoved his right hand down the front of my jeans, undoing my button
> in the process. I jerked back, but he put both hands on my lower back,
> pressing me into him. He shoved his hands inside my underwear, scraping me
> with his fingernails.
>
> I couldn't believe what was happening. "No! No! No!" I shouted. I stumbled
> and said again that I needed to go. I grabbed my purse and walked toward the
> door. "It's locked. The door is locked," Marco said. I pulled on the handle
> and it didn't budge. Starting to panic, I grabbed a set of his keys off the
> kitchen table and fumbled through them, but Marco stepped toward me. "Those
> don't open the door," he said, an inch from my face. He had another set of
> keys that he dangled in front of me then threw toward the bed. "You're not
> going anywhere," he said. He grabbed the scarf off my neck and put it around
> his own. I reached for it, but he swatted me back. "You're not going
> anywhere," he said again. "I'm not joking." Trying to appear calm, I told
> him Lynn would be waiting for me back at the hotel. "This is ridiculous," I
> said. "Please open the door."
>
> The more I tried to reason with him, the angrier he grew. He stood in front
> of the open patio door and reached for the shutters. It was clear he was
> going to lock them. A surge of adrenaline flooded my body — it felt like I
> was going to wet my pants — and I thought, *Oh, my God, I am going to be
> raped tonight. No one can help me. Oh, my God, this is what it feels like.*
>
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Sandesh
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