He would book two rooms—one for himself and one for me—but every night.... he would call me to his room to discuSs the
report l'd prepared, plan the next day's activities
and sometimes, I'd have to iron his clothes for
the following day. I would usually leave his room
around2 or 3 am.
During these late-night meetings, we often
drank alcohol because we'd both had long naps
earlier, and he said it helped keep us alert.
There was this particular night when I started
feeling really dizzy and weak after drinking a
wine he gave me. He told me to rest on his bed
for a while and relax. I told him I felt
uncomfortable, like I couldn't breathe, and I was
Sweating a lot.
He helped me remove my top,
and at that point, I was t0o weak to even open
my eyes
I woke up the next morning completely n ked on
his bed, and I noticed a strange feeling in my
thighs, almost like spm. By the time I woke up,
he was already in the shower. I quickly got
dressed and left for my room. We barely spoke
that day, only exchanging a few words about
work. He eventualy dropped me off at home,
and nothing more was said.
Now, mind you, I was 22 at the time, and he was
38, married with two kids. I felt it would be
disrespectful to ask him outright if he had
touched me or ifI had been dr ged. A lot of
thoughts were racing through my mind"What
happened?" I couldn't make sense of it. I was
literally nked in his bed, and as a guy, I was in
shock and disbelief.
l questioned myself for months, trying to figure
out what happened that night. Eventually, I quit
the job, telling him I wanted to focus on
university. I haven't spoken to anyone about this
situation, and to this day, I haven't confronted
him about it.
l just want to know what to do.
