This is an honest account of an incident that happened to me two weeks ago, I've tried to remember as much detail as possible. Please let me know what you think.

It was a nice afternoon so a friend and I decided to eat lunch in our favourite local park on his break from work. A couple of drunk teenagers had tried to make conversation with us when we arrived, we were polite and friendly but tried to make it clear that we just wanted some peace.

Eventually they seemed to get the message and wandered off across the field to join two others sitting underneath a tree. We considered that to be the end of it and thought no more about it, getting back to our afternoon in the sunshine.

My friend had to leave to get back to work, but the park was busy and the sun was still shining so I decided to catch a few more rays before heading back home. As my friend exited the gate I remembered the group of teens and looked across to them; they had watched my friend leave and were now looking over to me from across the field. The pair that had approached us earlier got up on to their feet and started walking in my direction, whispering to each other and taking it in turns to drink from a vodka bottle.

I felt really nervous at this point, I just wanted to relax in the park and I certainly didn't fancy any kind of confrontation. Plus there were two of them and one of me; I was outnumbered. I laid back and closed my eyes for a moment, hoping that they'd take it as a clear signal that I just wanted to be left alone.

They didn't. The more vocal of the pair (Stranger 1) sat down right next to where I was laid, close enough that I could feel skin against mine. A few words were said and some odd questions asked, I responded with mostly single-word answers. They told me they had both just turned 18 (I'm 32) and asked for my name on Facebook. I gave it up willingly, having their full names made me feel a little more comfortable and I have hundreds of FB friends I've never met anyway.

I was still trying my best to be polite, which became more difficult as Stranger 1 started to ask inappropriate and sexually loaded questions. The more introvert of the pair (Stranger 2) had become very quiet at this point, which made me even more nervous. I shifted away a little and closed my eyes again, hoping they'd take it as their queue to leave. Seconds later I felt something cold brush against my neck and then across my waistband. Stranger 1 had laid down beside me and whispered into my ear. "Are you ticklish?" I felt fingertips brush against the elastic of my underwear at this point. I replied yes and brushed the hand away, still lying on my back with my eyes closed. Shortly after I suddenly felt a heavy weight on top of me and firm pressure around my throat, pressing into my jugular.

I opened my eyes, my head was pinned to the floor and I couldn't move. Stranger 1 had rolled half on top of me to stop me from getting away, and had a single hand firmly gripped tightly around my neck. Our noses were an inch apart, I could the smell stale alcohol breath, I could feel it against my lips. I felt paralyzed and helpless.

It felt like it took forever to roll the weight off of me. Stranger 1 then released the grip around my neck, sat back and chuckled as if nothing had happened.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I said, visibly shaken at this point. I looked over to stranger 2, who looked nervous and uncomfortable. "I'm into choking," came the response from stranger 1. "Aren't you? I said no, clearly shaken up at this point. Stranger 1 then told me that there was so much more they were into and I'd find out more another day. At this point stranger 1 stood up to leave, asking me if I'd still be there when they got back from the public restrooms. I said no, to which I received a "Fuck You". They then left.

I made a beeline straight for the exit, confused and upset about what had just happened. I was angry; why would someone think it was okay to just come up and strangle me in the park in broad daylight? Why did the friend just sit by as the other one assaulted me? Should I have caused more of a scene? Why did nobody come over? I was furious at this point.

I got home and immediately accepted the friend request - I wanted to know who this person that had violently sexually assaulted me was. I thought about reporting it. I wasn't sure. Within a few minutes I'd received a message.

A part of me was hoping I'd get a heartfelt apology and I could try to move on from it. I was pretty pissed off and confused, but I hadn't come to any physical harm and I'm aware that alcohol makes people do stupid things. Maybe they'd sobered up and felt awful? I thought maybe I could accept an apology and try to let it go.

There was an apology for 'chatting shit' in the park, although this definitely wasn't the reason for the message. I then got a message stating that I am 'fucken hot', followed by 'I thought you were going to hit me when I was touching you in the park'.

So there we have it. I left it there until now.

For a little more clarification, I'm a 32 year old MALE who was sexually assaulted by an 18 year old FEMALE while her friend watched. These weren't street kids from a poor economic background, these were Middle-class millennials, college kids out of public schools. The type that are constantly telling me that I'm a part of a patriarchal society that objectifies women and condones a rape culture. She'd expressed her dismay at the society we live in several times throughout our encounter, yet she felt that getting on top of me and touching me in a sexual manner (without my consent) was acceptable behaviour. The hypocrisy is astounding.

Call me a pussy, laugh, say I should have fucked her, whatever. But fuck that and fuck you. I have little interest in the opposite sex and I wasn't attracted to her. I gave no indication that I was in any way interested and I didn't want her hands anywhere near me.

If this was the other way round there would have been a manhunt. I'd be IN JAIL for YEARS, 100%. Yet she feels that she can then message me on Facebook about it without any fear of prosecution, or even bad feeling from my end. She expected me to want to talk to her. What the fuck? Why?

Help me here. What should I do? I don't want to let it go, but I don't necessarily want to report it and go through a police investigation. Maybe it would ruin her life? I'm pretty sure she said she was off to University this year. Then again, what if she goes to uni and continues to behave like that. How many other dudes is she going to grope without their permission - She shouldn't be getting away with it.

I want people to see the hypocrisy. I want her to know she can't behave like that. I've been thinking about vlogging about it but I don't know how much interest it would get. I have screenshots of the messages. What do you guys think? Help?