As a lesbian, every encounter I've had with males was non-consensual. Whether it was the creepy balding co-ed at college who cornered me in my dorm (...)
When I was 16, I was hanging with a group of friends, all lesbians, all older than me. We went to a gay bar, I was the only one underage but felt safe with friends (...)
When I was 11 I began getting a lot of attention from a boy in my class, he was quite an early bloomer and liked to talk to me about sex. I didn’t have much of a grasp about what was wrong with the situation, talking about sex was forbidden but intriguing so I chalked my discomfort up to the excitement I was supposed to feel when breaking the rules. (...)
When I was a child I had one friend, a boy. I know now that we were both autistic. At the time none of us was diagnosed yet, but we already knew that we were both awkward and nerdy (...)
I have a few MeToo stories. Some of them happened in college, when I was pretending to be straight, so they don't have anything to do with my homosexuality. Man #1 held me down on a bed and pretended he was going to rape me, then laughed it off (...)
The first time I was sexually assaulted, I was 14. I didn't know I was a lesbian yet and my friend "set me up" with a boy in our class. We had the same period for Geography and our teacher was notoriously lax about supervision. During the class, the boy came to stand behind me at my desk, and began running his hands over (...)