feedthetree
The Fly
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I moved in with a man that owned his own business in handyman and housecleaning. Strictly professional relationship.
I had recently lost my job and was forced out of my apartment for non payment of rent and I was practically out in the street when I took the opportunity to work as his housekeeper in exchange for a room in his two bedroom apartment. The first night we had a few beers and I woke up pantless and pantiless. I was in shock and denial and I thought there was no way he could do this.. so I figured I had just gone into the room and laid down and maybe during my sleep my pants had come off. I never mentioned it again. Even though deep in my gut I felt something was off.
Fast forward a month, again a few beers too many, and I wake up again naked from the waist down. This time I'm angry because I KNOW for a fact that I did NOT do it. He started making comments and arguing back that I was the drunk one that did it, that I kissed him, I lifted my shirt up and showed him my breasts and even put them in his face. He said I let him do "raspberry kisses" on my belly. (I never let anyone touch my belly- it's a self-image thing- I hide it because it's fat and I'm ashamed of it so everyone knows that I never show my belly, flaunt my belly, or let anyone TOUCH my belly, let alone raspberry fucking kisses? WTF is that?! This comment sent me over the edge- I told him to never fucking come near me again, I won't call the police, I will simply KILL HIM. I couldn't control my anger, but it was at that point I knew that I was being touched against my will- but there was no proof. No evidence. He made up a story about me wanting him. I'm a pretty 30 year old girl, okay. I have all my teeth and in perfect condition. He's 55, a rotted-toothless ugly, drunk, and a druggie (trust me, I didn't know this in the beginning, these things escalated).
I know what you're thinking now... why the hell didn't I call the cops, why did I stay.
Well he threatened me, he humiliated me, and he taunted me with the lies that he fed me, and everyone around us, saying that I was in a blackout drunk state and that I enticed him, that I wanted it, that I wanted him.
I also was underpaid and only made $50 a week, I could not afford to leave even if I wanted to.
Finally a couple days ago I confronted him again, I told him I never wanted to be touched. He said that I must be a different person when I am drunk because I flash him my tits, my vaginal area, that I taunt him and I invite him to touch me, and that I even laid down on the floor, took my skirt off and manually stimulated myself and even had an orgasm! I don't know but I have NEVER done that and I have NEVER had an orgasm while being under the influence. I have tried with my boyfriends but to no avail. It is physically impossible for me to do that. SO I knew he was lying.
He would also bring up sex each time he could and bring up just some sick stuff, also showing me his naked body, pulling his pants down. The other day a friend was showing him a porn pic on his phone and he tried pushing his mobile phone over to me and said, "Show her". The guy got so mad that he pushed the pervert off and even yelled, "No she does NOT want to see it, stop man."
I have moved out after nearly killing him with my bare hands and I have filed charges.
But there is no evidence, no proof, no witnesses.. I just don't know what to do.
Has anyone dealt with anything like this at all?
And please no name calling, I've been through enough name calling. I know I am not perfect. But I said NO, and I meant NO.
I had recently lost my job and was forced out of my apartment for non payment of rent and I was practically out in the street when I took the opportunity to work as his housekeeper in exchange for a room in his two bedroom apartment. The first night we had a few beers and I woke up pantless and pantiless. I was in shock and denial and I thought there was no way he could do this.. so I figured I had just gone into the room and laid down and maybe during my sleep my pants had come off. I never mentioned it again. Even though deep in my gut I felt something was off.
Fast forward a month, again a few beers too many, and I wake up again naked from the waist down. This time I'm angry because I KNOW for a fact that I did NOT do it. He started making comments and arguing back that I was the drunk one that did it, that I kissed him, I lifted my shirt up and showed him my breasts and even put them in his face. He said I let him do "raspberry kisses" on my belly. (I never let anyone touch my belly- it's a self-image thing- I hide it because it's fat and I'm ashamed of it so everyone knows that I never show my belly, flaunt my belly, or let anyone TOUCH my belly, let alone raspberry fucking kisses? WTF is that?! This comment sent me over the edge- I told him to never fucking come near me again, I won't call the police, I will simply KILL HIM. I couldn't control my anger, but it was at that point I knew that I was being touched against my will- but there was no proof. No evidence. He made up a story about me wanting him. I'm a pretty 30 year old girl, okay. I have all my teeth and in perfect condition. He's 55, a rotted-toothless ugly, drunk, and a druggie (trust me, I didn't know this in the beginning, these things escalated).
I know what you're thinking now... why the hell didn't I call the cops, why did I stay.
Well he threatened me, he humiliated me, and he taunted me with the lies that he fed me, and everyone around us, saying that I was in a blackout drunk state and that I enticed him, that I wanted it, that I wanted him.
I also was underpaid and only made $50 a week, I could not afford to leave even if I wanted to.
Finally a couple days ago I confronted him again, I told him I never wanted to be touched. He said that I must be a different person when I am drunk because I flash him my tits, my vaginal area, that I taunt him and I invite him to touch me, and that I even laid down on the floor, took my skirt off and manually stimulated myself and even had an orgasm! I don't know but I have NEVER done that and I have NEVER had an orgasm while being under the influence. I have tried with my boyfriends but to no avail. It is physically impossible for me to do that. SO I knew he was lying.
He would also bring up sex each time he could and bring up just some sick stuff, also showing me his naked body, pulling his pants down. The other day a friend was showing him a porn pic on his phone and he tried pushing his mobile phone over to me and said, "Show her". The guy got so mad that he pushed the pervert off and even yelled, "No she does NOT want to see it, stop man."
I have moved out after nearly killing him with my bare hands and I have filed charges.
But there is no evidence, no proof, no witnesses.. I just don't know what to do.
Has anyone dealt with anything like this at all?
And please no name calling, I've been through enough name calling. I know I am not perfect. But I said NO, and I meant NO.
