Sometimes things happen and we have no idea why, we just learn to deal with it and move on the best we can. Case in point when I was 19 I was sexually assaulted by my friends older brother. Up until that point I had also thought he was cute. I was spending the night and had gotten up to get a drink. He came in drunk and proceeded to come on to me. I told him no, but before I knew it he had my pajamas down and was bending me over the table. I tried to get away but he was so strong. I couldn't move and he kept ramming his d*** in me like I was a cheap s***. I have no idea why I never screamed for help. I just laid there letting this man have his way with me and hoping to God he didn't get me pregnant. After he finished it was like nothing had ever happened. He just walked off leaving me to wash his c** out of me. Thankfully I never got pregnant. That was 30 years ago, but the night replays in my head like a bad movie.