In this courageous #Metoo era I think it's time for me to come forward and name my victimizer...
Jennifer Lopez

In 1999 she stole my innocence from me. She approached me on 16th street mall in Denver just pretending to be a lost tourist. We shared a Chipotle burrito together and being a trustful and naive boy I followed her back to her hotel room.

There she intoxicated me with the tasty blue liquor Hypnotic, which she told me was just lemonade. Then she appeared wearing a naughty maid outfit which puzzled me because the hotel room was already clean...

She then handcuffed me to the bed and had her way with me. My body still bears the scars of the way she forced that giant, vibrating booty upon me! Then she kicked me out of the hotel, crying and reeking of tequila I wandered the mean streets of Aurora.

I would have gone to the police to report the assault BUT all I had was the greasy Taco Bell burrito wrapper as evidence. In that wrapper I've wrapped my shame long enough! It's time that my story be heard (and believed!) #CredibleAccusation #BelieveSurvivors!