It appeared he was going to force a decision – he grabbed my hair and moved me head back so he could force himself in my throat. x video He came over and looked me in my face, then stuck the two fingers in my mouth. It got worse when things started to break in my apartment. I went flying, and so did my purse. Realizing that I was losing control, I decided I had to take matters into my own hands, before things got worse. I quickly scrambled to shove my belongings back in and made my way home. To my surprise, it didn’t hurt like before. He would come in and linger, touching things that he shouldn’t (like my box of tampons) and always asking inappropriate questions.
