it was an absolute honor to wake up to someone
jacking off to the sight of my sleeping body and then
attempting to put his dick in me as I lay there too
afraid to move

 --a real
privilege

being treated like a rag doll whose sexiest attribute
was that she was a limp body with an assumed
smiling lifeless face stuffed into the pillow
to be turned over
into the game into the
fantasy of fucking a woman while she's
asleep

a privilege to pretend to wake up and be polite to
the fuck who just tried to rape me and have to
chat while he got me a ride home a real fucking
gentleman

a true honor to go home and tell my friend who responded
well
he's a nice guy
and then not talking about it for months to anyone else

and then the real perks
constantly reliving what happened and then
terrified that everyone would know we had 'hooked up'

and people think that women call rape when they don't want to be called a slut well
really she was raped and probably
was still called a slut