This happened about a year ago and came really close to destroying my life... So I had been talking to this girl that lived next door to me for awhile, she was 20 years old and I was 23 at the time. She would always knock on my door and come in and we would talk about random stuff, she seemed like a really cool chick. She was always the one approaching me, so I assumed she was interested in more than talking. So one night she came over with a couple bottles of liquor, drink mixer and cups, and asked me to mix her some drinks (she said she hardly ever drank alcohol). I happened to be rolling at the time, so it sounded good to me.
At that point I thought the night was shaping up to be pretty fucking awesome.. 
So we both have a drink, and I'm fucked up but still completely aware of what's going on. She says she wants to watch a movie so we put something in and we're laying on my bed, really close to each other. I have my arm around her, and after awhile I look over and I see she's nodding in and out of consciousness. I don't want her to fall asleep, so I start kissing her on her neck, and whisper for her to wake up. I used my hand to rub her arm, but other than that I most definitely did not touch any other part of her body. So pretty soon after I started kissing her, all of a sudden she JUMPS out of my bed and freaks out, yelling "WHAT THE FUCK!?!" and runs out of my apartment. I am stunned, like WTF just happened??? 
I didn't even think too much of it that night, but the next evening I got a knock on my door and there's two sheriffs standing there!  They come inside and start asking me questions about the night before. (They also have a tape recorder running...) I start to get really freaked out because I was sitting on my bed while they were interrogating me, and right underneath me I had a box filled with Ecstasy!! So they said this bitch reported me for sexual assault- she claimed that I got her drunk and tried taking advantage of her!!! Totally fucking crazy. They ask me questions about the alleged "assault" for almost an hour, then they drop the REAL bomb on me. They start asking me about a lock-box that looks like a dictionary, which is the exact description of the box the E was in under me..
THAT FUCKING CUNT TOLD THEM ABOUT MY STASH!!!  (I had mentioned to her that I had some Molly one day, if she was ever interested in trying it. Well she told them about that and she also described the box perfectly for them). All I could think about was how much I wanted to choke-a-bitch! That and the possibility of going to jail for a very long time.
So THEN they ask me if they can have a look around, and I am noticeably nervous at this point, but I tell them HELL no, they need a warrant to search my place. They kept trying to pressure me like cops always do to make you crack, but I kept refusing and finally I worked up the nerve to tell them to get the fuck out. They pretty much ignore me and keep trying to intimidate me so I say "if you are detaining me I would like to have a lawyer present before answering any more questions". They were pretty pissed off that I wouldn't let them search the place, I guess they expected me to be a good little sheeple and let them do whatever they wanted. They actually started asking me where I worked, and asked me how I'd feel if they went and told my boss how I refused to let them search my apartment in an investigation they were conducting! I told them to fuck off basically and they had no right to do that. FINALLY they left, after almost 2 HOURS of questions.
After they left I was paranoid maybe they were hiding outside somewhere, waiting for me to run out with my stash.. because that was my main priority at that point, to get my drugs the fuck out of there and hide them somewhere else. After turning the lights off and peaking out the window for like 30 minutes, I did just that. 
All in all, a pretty FUCKED up experience. After this happened I never talked to this girl again, I didn't even want to LOOK at her because I was afraid she'd tell the cops I was harassing her. I tried asking her friend what the hell was wrong with her, because I think her friend believed me that I would never do something like that.. She told me this girl had been raped in the past (or at least claimed to be) so she was extremely hypersensitive when guys hit on her. I was like WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T ANYONE WARN ME OF THAT BEFOREHAND!!?!?! 
So I never heard anything back from the pigs, I guess they thought I was a major drug dealer or something from whatever she told them. I assumed I was being watched for awhile so I laid extremely low, afraid to do ANYthing. Also I was pretty traumatized by this whole thing, and ever since then I've had a really hard time flirting or even talking to girls I don't know. I just can't be sure which ones are psycho like this one! She seemed completely normal before this happened, I had no clue.. So moral of the story is to watch out for girls who've claimed to be raped, be extremely careful about trying to hit on them. They might call the cops on your ass and tell them you're a rapist/drug dealer!
Edited by Anonymous (11/02/09 02:23 PM)
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