I've posted here before about going to the DR, having fun and not getting caught up in the love. Well this post is a bit different and I want all you girls out there to read this carefully.
I returned to Punta Cana in January and stayed at an AI resort...had a great time with my girlfriends and had fun with all the attention we were getting. I never ever have vacation flings; I'll flirt back but never insinuate anything more than innocent fun.
One night my girlfriends and I were walking back to our hotel room late at night- 4 am i think - after a night of fun at the disco. All of a sudden out of the bushes jumps one of the bartenders from the resort we were staying at. He was at the disco that night, but I hung out with him and other locals...these guys were my friends and nothing more.
He said he needed to talk to me. My girlfriends and I have a rule - unless we say it's okay, we are never alone with any of the locals. I was not okay with being alone with him as it totally creeped me out that he jumped out of the bushes. My friends figured he was innocent enough as he was the "quiet one" and left me - except for one who said she would wait for me in the lobby of the hotel.
We sat in the dark, closed restaurant close by. He talked about how much he loved me even though he knew I didn't love him back. I told him all the guys were my friends including him. Well, things took an ugly turn at that point.
All of a sudden he pounced on me and tilted the chair I was sitting on onto the floor. He became unbelievably aggressive and tried to pull my shirt off to the point where he ripped it apart. I was screaming but he had his hand over my mouth and I felt him trying to undo my pants. My saving grace was a belt that was difficult to undo. I managed to push him off me and kicked him so hard that I knocked the wind out of him. I ran like hell back to the lobby where my friend was and ran back to the room as I heard him yelling my name in the background.
I never saw him again. I have never been more scared in my life. And I, of all people, would have never thought that something like this would happen to me since I never led anyone on or would even fool around with any of the locals like some of my friends did on this vacation. I have no idea what brought this on.
Girls, please be careful. You never know what can happen...don't wander around alone late at night. I'm not saying that all resort workers are like this, but I wanted to share my story as a warning. I wasn't talking to this guy any more than any of the other locals, but unfortunately he was a crazy one with awful intentions. I am not a young girl, I'm in my late twenties...this story could have been worse and I thank my lucky stars that it's not.
Have fun, but stay in groups, especially if a situtation doesn't feel right. go with your gut. It's the only sure way to be safe.
thanks for reading
Ella
I returned to Punta Cana in January and stayed at an AI resort...had a great time with my girlfriends and had fun with all the attention we were getting. I never ever have vacation flings; I'll flirt back but never insinuate anything more than innocent fun.
One night my girlfriends and I were walking back to our hotel room late at night- 4 am i think - after a night of fun at the disco. All of a sudden out of the bushes jumps one of the bartenders from the resort we were staying at. He was at the disco that night, but I hung out with him and other locals...these guys were my friends and nothing more.
He said he needed to talk to me. My girlfriends and I have a rule - unless we say it's okay, we are never alone with any of the locals. I was not okay with being alone with him as it totally creeped me out that he jumped out of the bushes. My friends figured he was innocent enough as he was the "quiet one" and left me - except for one who said she would wait for me in the lobby of the hotel.
We sat in the dark, closed restaurant close by. He talked about how much he loved me even though he knew I didn't love him back. I told him all the guys were my friends including him. Well, things took an ugly turn at that point.
All of a sudden he pounced on me and tilted the chair I was sitting on onto the floor. He became unbelievably aggressive and tried to pull my shirt off to the point where he ripped it apart. I was screaming but he had his hand over my mouth and I felt him trying to undo my pants. My saving grace was a belt that was difficult to undo. I managed to push him off me and kicked him so hard that I knocked the wind out of him. I ran like hell back to the lobby where my friend was and ran back to the room as I heard him yelling my name in the background.
I never saw him again. I have never been more scared in my life. And I, of all people, would have never thought that something like this would happen to me since I never led anyone on or would even fool around with any of the locals like some of my friends did on this vacation. I have no idea what brought this on.
Girls, please be careful. You never know what can happen...don't wander around alone late at night. I'm not saying that all resort workers are like this, but I wanted to share my story as a warning. I wasn't talking to this guy any more than any of the other locals, but unfortunately he was a crazy one with awful intentions. I am not a young girl, I'm in my late twenties...this story could have been worse and I thank my lucky stars that it's not.
Have fun, but stay in groups, especially if a situtation doesn't feel right. go with your gut. It's the only sure way to be safe.
thanks for reading
Ella
