it was 2 am, i was outside my halls having a cigarette and a guard approached me. he was a guard, i knew him, we had talked several times, i felt safe with him, or, if not safe, at least i didn't feel threatened. we were chatting about this and that and the other. i wasn't feeling too well, so he touches my forehead, checking if i had a fever. he suggested i went with him to the wardens' kitchen, put a thermometre and have a glass of water. i complied, i went with him, and it all happened there. he locked the door and then boom, it hit me.
the whole incident lasted around an hour, it left me weak, crying and utterly disgusted with myself and the world.
what scares me is that although my mind and my emotions were mentally kicking him, trying to get him the fuck off of me, my body ACCEPTED it, i even got wet. it was like a fantasy gone wrong--but a fantasy nonetheless.
i feel pathetic and abnormal.
if i'm not being too forward, i'm sorry if this is sharing too much, but i really need some input.