I was sad that I couldn’t meet her.We started chatting on WhatsApp then I started calling her. Slowly we were so involved with each other that we we...e connected almost throughout the day. Either on call or WhatsApp. We used to talk on phone full night. One day she sent me a pic of her in her night dress and asked me how she looked. It was new for me. I felt good.She: How are my breasts? Me: I can’t see them over the cloth.But didn’t happen anything. Next day she clicked her pic in a bikini and. I sat and watched it for a while.By the time it was twenty minutes in, I could feel my eyelids getting heavy and knew I should go back to bed. "I'm just not meant to see this movie." I thought to myself. I just couldn't bring myself to wake Annie up. She looked so sweet and angelic and seemed to be sleeping so well. I pushed on the back of the chair to make it recline a little and laid back. Within minutes, my eyes were closed and then I was gone.I woke up to a dark room and Annie was still on. She appeared to be aboutmy age and was very pretty.I immediately became envious of her. There she was, wearing only thatcute little thing, surrounded by strangers and not a single one of themwas staring at her as if it was the most natural thing in the world. WhatI wouldn't give to be in her shoes, or in this case, her bathing suit.Being a boy, it was frustrating in that this was something that couldnever happen to me, however if it ever were possible, I would havealready asked my grandma if I. My biggest fears had come true and more of my school mates knew of my sexual assault then I thought. Numerous occasions I was sexually accosted by other male school mates and their associates. Not wanting to be slapped around or beat to a pulp I usually just gave in to what ever they demanded and went about my business. Geoffrey R. was a student that I had known since elementary school. Not a close friend but some one I would be accustomed to walking with on my way home or hanging out with on.