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I wanted to forget the secret I was hiding. I concentrated on my career. Being a legal secretary at a patent law firm became boring. I began searching for another job. I interviewed for a secretarial position at the George Mason University School of Law in Arlington, Virginia. I was ecstatic when I got the job. The transition was welcomed and I enjoyed being in an environment where higher learning was the ultimate achievement.

One day, while answering the phones, I was introduced to David Johnson. David was an incoming Law Student. When I looked at David, I was immediately attracted to his good looks, confidence, and intelligence. David was the Lenny Kravitz of GMU Law School. He made it very “cool” to be a law student. David was sexy as hell and he certainly had my attention. David's smooth smile would make any woman’s heart melt. David displayed charm, confidence, and grace easily. I wanted those qualities.

I needed to get to know him. David would frequently visit my desk and say hello and we would engage in light conversation. During one of our conversations, David asked if I had a boyfriend and I told him yes. David's response was¸"That is too bad, there are lots of guys in this school that would like to get to know you, including myself.” I was flattered and I wanted to get to know him too!

Each week, David would stop by my desk to say hello. I would always respond; “I’m fine.” One afternoon , David asked how I was doing and I responded by saying, “I’m not doing very well today” He said, “If you ever want to talk about it, let me know.” I said, “ok!” The next day David stopped by my desk and said, “Are you ready to talk about it? I said, “yes!” I let him know the secret I was hiding. He looked at me and said “You are the one that has to make the change; how long are you going to put up with it?” He was to the point! He was right!

The following weekend, Marco was away and I was in the apartment alone. There was nothing but me and silence. I heard the whisper of God speak to me. God’s whisper said, “You must get out of this.”I answered; “how?” “Marco is all I have ever known!” I asked God “What it was going to be like to leave Marco?” I closed my eyes and heard the following.“You have such a wonderful life ahead of you, but if you remain in this relationship one day he will kill you! When you leave, it is not going to be easy. It will feel like you are drowning, you will go up and you will go down, but in the end you will land on a rock”. In my heart, at that moment, I decided to leave Marco.

The following week, my cousin Dawn called and asked me if Marco and I wanted to join her and her boyfriend on a double date in Washington, D.C. Throughout the week, we made plans for Friday evening. When Friday approached, Marco stated he had to study and he would not be able to go. He told me it was ok if I continued on with the plans without him.

Dawn arrived at the apartment around 7 pm and we began speaking about the plans for the evening. Marco listened intently as he would occasionaly glance up from his book. All of a sudden he said “Stacey you’re not going!” I looked at him and said, “Yes, I am going Dawn and I made plans all week and I am going!” Marco got up from his seat and approached me and said “You need to come into the bedroom.” He stormed into the bedroom. I looked at my cousin and said “Dawn, whatever you do, please do not leave me.” She nodded.

When I went into the room, he said “So you are showing off in front of your cousin, uh?” I said “No!, I am upset because I made plans all week and now they are ruined”. He said, “Well, I don’t want you to go and I said I want to go”. He said, “OK!” After the conversation, we both walked down the hall toward the living room. The room was silent, my cousin left. I felt empty inside. I turned quickly to look at Marco; he had the glare in his eyes. Quickly, he grabbed me and dragged me back into the bedroom. He slammed the door and began slapping me across the face. The tears, combined with the pressure of his force just made me close my eyes and struggle.

After he stopped beating me, he looked at me and said, “you know I love you.” I was silent. He sat up on the side of the bed and said “Get up and suck my dick.” I slowly got up and walked over to him. I placed each knee down on the floor. He opened his legs and I did as instructed with tears flowing down my face. After that, he raped me.