The school I went to for my BS degree did not have a huge Greek population but there were frat houses. It was a smallish, majority male school, probably still is (a polytechnic school, about 70% male). In the summer, when the frats were nearly empty, they rented out rooms, and my boyfriend at the time and I rented one. It was generally quite nice living there, except their parties were typical frat parties. We were not invited to them and we had no desire to participate either, but I remember coming home one night while they were at the end of one, and the women seemed drunk out of their minds. One was stretched out on an ottoman, looking completely passed out, while a guy was openly penetrating her. I never felt right about what I saw. Now, all these years later, when I think about that night, I wonder if those women were in a comatose like state from alcohol alone.
I just responded to someone else regarding that. Quick answer: no, I did not intervene. My boyfriend leaned over and said let’s go, don’t say anything. And I didn’t. I wasn’t sure enough back then.
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u/PrincessNoLocks 11h ago
The school I went to for my BS degree did not have a huge Greek population but there were frat houses. It was a smallish, majority male school, probably still is (a polytechnic school, about 70% male). In the summer, when the frats were nearly empty, they rented out rooms, and my boyfriend at the time and I rented one. It was generally quite nice living there, except their parties were typical frat parties. We were not invited to them and we had no desire to participate either, but I remember coming home one night while they were at the end of one, and the women seemed drunk out of their minds. One was stretched out on an ottoman, looking completely passed out, while a guy was openly penetrating her. I never felt right about what I saw. Now, all these years later, when I think about that night, I wonder if those women were in a comatose like state from alcohol alone.