There once was a girl, who dated many boys, as she was popular and attractive to an abundance of them. Eventually, the girl began to contemplate whether the boys were dating her for who she was as a person, or whether they had alternative motives. Candidly, she sighed to herself, “Perhaps they were only seeing me for my aesthetic beauty.” In her disdain and distress, she decided in a frantic panicked moment of drunken confusion to report these boys to the police. “I was RAPED, I have been sexually assaulted!” The police took these allegations very seriously. They arrived at her home very shortly after the telephone call. She had had all the confidentiality of the partners she had shared her intimacy with, therefore she had hoped the feelings were mutual regarding the consensuality, however she couldn’t ignore the instinct that she had probably and most likely been taken for a fool. It had been reiterated to her that she had been taken advantage of, and that was not normal or true...