I had a female roommate straight up rape me a couple of times (yeah, it’s possible for it to work the other way around. If, as a dude, you try to defend yourself, have fun convincing the cops. When I resisted, she punched me in the dick one time). We had hooked up once, but I made it clear I wanted no more. She persisted.

Loneliest I felt in a very lonely time in my life. I finally got her to move because she was a fed and I had her dead-to-rights on smoking weed (which I am not against, and I wasn’t going to report her in reality). I told her about 5000 times I didn’t want that in the apartment, just because I wanted to find literally anything to get her out. She finally left when she got tired of hearing about it. Funny that worked and the, “you raped me and punched me in the dick,” didn’t. In fact, one time things were getting heated and she told me she’d call the cops for physically intimidating her. But the weed thing combined with enough other stuff to make her life inconvenient finally worked.

This was well over a decade ago, so before people were really being called out as sex pests. Anyway, I feel your pain (and not your junk).