One night I was very drunk and my “friend” sent a guy upstairs to see me. I said i didn’t want to be with him and everything before I got to the party to her. She still sent him up. He came in the room sat down next to me and put his hand in my pants. I kept saying no stop and he still wouldn’t. Finally 5 minutes or so pass and I tell him i’m dating someone for him to leave. He left luckily but it could have ended much worse and because I wasn’t raped I think my story doesn’t matter.