I’m 20 something year old dude who almost got s******* assaulted two days ago by an old dude who snorted so much coke that I’m surprised he’s still alive.
I stayed at a house for a week while doing a small job, and the guy had keys to this house, asked me for help and led me to a locked room that was basically a s** dungeon.
He tried to undress me, flashed his d, offered me cocaine and to r*** my a** in exchange of a full time job.
I luckily sent him to hell, and locked myself in my room because I just didn’t want to fight someone I don’t know, in a house that isn’t mine, while working there illegally. He kept banging on the door and snorting more and more coke each time he failed to break the door. This lasted the whole night.
I don’t feel like I’m too traumatized, but I also don’t know the full extent of how I feel about this, or the full impact of it yet. I have a lot of anger, but also a bit of relief because he doesn’t know neither my name, nor my address, or anything about me for that matter, he just knew I stayed at that house for a few days.