Not Rape, But Not, Not Rape

I was woken up from a nap only to find a girl that I barely knew at my door. How did she get in my building? What did she want?
Answer Key:
1-no idea
2- my purity

She said she was drunk and that she was about to bring it.
I went with it.

Answer key: Wrong answer


The following is a short poem called

my nose is bruised




Her: GET IN THE BED!
Him: Okay
Her: Suck my C***
Him: What? No kissing first? Um..
Her: Shut up bitch
Him: Oh, I get it, this is that scene from American Pie?!
Her: Funny. You are Funny.
Him: Thank you?
Her: SHUT UP! GET ON THE BED

playing along - no words just robotic obedience

Her: Lay on your back . Say something else funny
Him: This is odd
Her: HA! Nice work Clown.
Him: Thank you?
Her: Shut up. Better yet, I'm gonna shut you up clown.

She got on top of his face

Her: How does this feel?
Him: Awkward
Her: Are you gay?
Him: No, just confused.
Her: About women?
Him: No, you're hurting my chin and my jaw is numb. I barely know you. It's daytime, you're drunk. I'm sober. This feels like wrestling

Her: well I am kicking your ass
Him: yes
Her: Say something funny now, dick
Him: My nose is bruised