i went out with a bunch of guys i didn't know.  i got high, and a bit drunk.  i was behaving pretty erratically, and these guys were having fun with me.  i was half aware, i remember it, but i couldn't really stop what was happening.  they had laid me on my back across a table and tied my hands behind my head to the table legs and my legs each to the other table legs, i was laid spread eagled.

one of the guys took a knife and cut my pants away, exposing me naked on the table.  another guy stripped my shirt off.  by then i was more sober than drunk and getting pretty scared.  it was a gang bang. one of the guys had dropped his pants and was massaging himself to get hard, when out of the blue this chair hit him in the face.

a man, an older man, held the chair and told them to leave.  one of then tried to get tough, but before he could do anything the old man took the chair split his face open and he backed off.  he took a knife and cut the strings that were used to tie me down, and walked me out of the joint, still naked to his car.

he didn't say a word, he just took me to his house.  he took me straight to the shower and washed me down.  i mean, he took the cloth and soap and washed me from head to toe.  he washed my face, by back, by butt, my legs, he washed me thouroughly between my legs.  he didn't speak, he just washed me until my skin was red. 

he took me to the room, and examined me, i don't know for what, vd, or what, i mean he examined me, my vagina, my butt, my teeth and gums, my eyes, my hair, between my toes.  he threw a nightshirt at me and told me to go to bed.  he sat in his chair and watched me until i fell asleep.

the next morning he bathed me again, this time gently, but he bathed me.  he washed all of me again, he split my cheeks and washed my butt, he washed me between my legs, he washed my arms, and legs and face, and boobs, and all.  only this time, he was gentle and not rough.  then he took me to the room again and examined me.  he examined me worse than a gyno exam.  i don't know what he was looking for, but he didn't find it, so he gave me one of his shirts to wear.  i was naked underneath.  and we had breakfast.

he asked me my name, and address and who my parents were and where were they and why i was with those sleazeballs and what did i think i was doing with my life.  then he drove me home, to my mom's, 5 hours away.  he turned me over to her and told me to clean up, period.  i was 17 then. 

believe me when i tell you i cleaned up.  i never did drugs again.  i finished school and went to college.  when i graduated from college and i got back home there was a new car in the driveway, with a note.  GOD LOVES YOU.