The summer before my freshman year I was in this short relationship with this super hot guy named Micheal, and he got me to do things like makeout that were fun and frisky and new. Eventually he tried to get me to have sex with him and I wasn't ready, so I told him no. He keep trying to persuade me and every time I said no. Eventfully he got really rough when he was handling me (pushing me hard against a wall, trapping me in his arms, biting my lip hard, grabbing my ass, snaking his hands up my skirt and down my pants, smacking my face when I pulled away). Eventually he went to move for college and I was thankful because I was too scared to break up with him. Does this even count? I was 14! Now I'm hand of afraid to let another guy kiss me, and when thy come close I flinch.