.. "Wrong! Michelle, there is no rape! You can't send a man to prison because you changed your mind. You have not had anything to eat or drink, so you... could not have been drugged. He never hit you, or pushed, or used any type of physical coercion. You don't seem to have ever said anything remotely close to 'Stop' so he could not have gone against your wishes. You have no case. Just because a man likes you and you like him, you can't throw him in jail." Mr. Anthrope was a trial lawyer, and a. He should’ve known better than to argue with Didi over something like this. She was always so protective of him whenever he had to deal with anything from his past. His mother had called him out of the blue one night several weeks back, crying, saying that she was sorry for everything he’d suffered as a boy. Jay had asked her if there was anything going on that she wasn’t telling him, but she had denied it, saying she’d just been missing him and had wanted to hear his voice… Then she’d. I think in part, as you grow older, you realize that you missed out on a lot of “stuff” in life because you were worried about the wrong things. Someone would think you were weird or different, or you were scared to do it, try it or share it. So I made a leap of faith in our good friendship and shared my fantasy. I knew it would go no further than her and did not think she would judge. Of course it was because I was hoping she would say yes and make it happen, even though I knew the likelihood. Her family was fucking crazy but he still wanted to do anything that he could to make her his permanently. She had more baggage than a 747 on take-off but he wanted to strip her down and slide into her at every possible moment. The future for them loomed with a gigantic question mark but he still wanted to take the road to see where he ended up. As long as she was there beside him, he didn’t care how long or bumpy the road was. ‘Here, take this off,’ he said softly, untying her robe quickly.