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A couple of years ago, I went to study college abroad. The whole thing was possible because an organization paid for my college tuition, and I'd be staying with one of their members until school started and I could stay at the university dorms. The guy I was staying with was retired and lived alone, had never married or something. He'd often take me around on tourism to get to know the country better and all that. It was a blast, until it started becoming clearer that he had some degree of sexual interest on me (again, he was a retired senior and I was barely 18-19). Perhaps it was me being shy at the time or it was just how uncomfortable the whole situation was, but I never really told him to stop, instead just pulling away from him any time he tried any advances on me. It got at least as far as him barely touching my genitals, after which I jumped up and quickly shoved him away. After that, he backed off for a while but later started trying to suggest me into doing things again. I managed to avoid that shit until it was finally time for me to fly back home.
The whole thing was awkward as fuck because before all this, he was one of the nicest people I had ever met and I frequently told others how I got along with him very well, so I've never told anyone about any of this because of the fear that they wouldn't believe me. Plus, it's that kind of thing I'd rather block off from my mind completely, and telling others would just surface it more.
