non-consensual

Athene

I got to know a guy during a friend’s party in Germany. It turned out that we both live in the same city, and he liked to travel the world, so I suggested that we meet up so I could hear more about his travels. Until today, I am not sure whether he mistook my suggestion as getting together for a date. For me, it was simply two people meeting up to exchange news about travelling. We met, and I suggested going to a cafĂ©, but he seemed reluctant and instead invited me over to his place. I didn’t have a good feeling about this at all, but since I was always being told that I should try out new things, I agreed, going against my gut instinct. Once we were in his flat, we stood there in the hall, and he came close to me, put his hand on my shoulder and tried to kiss me. I got a terrible fright and pulled away. He backed off, and since I didn’t want to be rude by leaving at once, we had an awkward conversation during which he told me about the women he’d gone to bed with. After that, I had really had enough, was thoroughly disgusted, went home and never contacted him again. Whether you’re a woman or a man – if you’re not sure whether the other party would like to be kissed/wants intimate contact, PLEASE OPEN YOUR MOUTH AND ASK BEFOREHAND.