Ten years ago, I still can't forget how the snackbar hostess's boyfriend forced himself into my mouth. He started coming onto me every day, sneaking in tongue kisses whenever he noticed the hostess leaving for shopping or the bank, right after I came home from school. A few days after I told her about it, he stopped coming around the shop as often. Since then, on my way to ● school, every time the hostess started dating a new man, another new guy would end up on top of my stomach.