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was cool for ten minutes and everything just went out of control. He sat next to me and just tried kissing me and I told him no especially that I didn't know him like that. He stopped and then he went on trying again. I don't know what was going through his head but just from the kissing alone he should have been able to tell that this was not going to go anywhere. Then he went trying to feel on me. I was truly disgusted by this. He tried his best to unhook my bra and more. I kept moving to different sides of our living room so he could keep his distance; when in fact I should have told him to leave. Yes, that would have been the wiser thing to do but I was fearful because I did not know how angry he could get or let along how more aggressive he could get. I did not want to draw any attention from the neighbors. I've been in this neighborhood for three years and they have never heard a peep from my roommate or me. I sat our computer desk which is a good distance from where he was. He got up and started kissing and feeling on my thighs. Horrible is the word I want to use but it this situation was a lot more than horrible. I can't even get into any further details without cringing and getting upset again. After the nightmare was over he left and said he enjoyed the tussling and the "one midday stand". After he left, I cried. I didn't even feel safe in my own apartment. I constantly fought with myself and stayed in my bed with the covers over my head even though it was about seventy eight degrees in the apartment. All the calls I received went unanswered, I did not get on the internet and I did not eat. And to add insult to injury he called me I don't know what made me answer that particular call, he said that he was still thinking about earlier this morning and he hopes that we can have a "round two and possibly three" and he had the need to ask what I was wearing. I had hung up the phone. Tuesday I thought I was ready to return back to work. But I kept having these visions popping in to my head while driving to work and I started to cry once more. I called out and made a U turn and headed back home. I was out of work for the rest of the week and the hardest part was that when it came to pick up my roommate I had to pretend that nothing was bothering me. I had to fake like I had interest in her vacation. After hearing some of it I told her I wasn't feeling well I was going to my room.

The following week I went back to work and some of my co-workers who know

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