So I've always been a beta. Wanna know how I know? Because I'm a pushover. Too anxious to talk to attractive girls. I analyze myself with a drill sergeant's attitude but I let people push me around all the time so they'll like me. But two weeks ago I finally stood up for myself and let me tell you...it felt great. I'm a senior in college and part of a fraternity. We have parties every so often where random undergrads from our school as well as neighboring ones come by and have a few drinks and make some bad decisions. Anyways I was chatting it up with a 7/10 (if you knew me, you'd know that is a big personal step for me). I talk to her and her friends about the usual bullshit (what's your major? What year are you? etc. etc.). After about 30 minutes of this drudgery her friends tell her that they want to go back to the dancefloor. SHE (the 7/10) tells them that she'll be alright and for them to not worry about her. Her friends leave and we lock eyes and almost immediately begin making out. After this goes on for some time I suggest we go somewhere more "private." Long story short we end up having sex on the floor of our most distant bathroom. When all is said and done I ask her for her number --she finds her friends and that's the last I see of her that night.

ALL OF THE SUDDEN out of fucking nowhere my fraternity brothers girlfriend (solid 9/10 but major SJW) confronts me in front of a major room of our house. She says that I raped this girl. She says that she couldn't have possibly consented cause who would want to have sex in a bathroom? She says that I took advantage of her. etc. etc.

This is where my first true TRP experience comes in. Normally a woman that hot I'd just let it slide. I'd let her say her piece, agree, and just move on. But no. Instead I called her a fucking idiot and I tell her to get the fuck out of my face. After I say this a bunch of my fraternity members ask me to calm down. They tell me that what I did wasn't bad but that I couldn't talk to the 9/10 like that. What makes me most angry is that I'm not allowed to defend myself when an attractive girl calls me out? Because of what she said random people in that room will judge me for the rest of their lives and I'm just supposed to be happy about that? I'm supposed to eat her bullshit? How was I wrong at all in this situation? Not going to lie. Standing up for myself like that really made me feel great. Even though the night ended with a fistfight between me and the 9/10's boyfriend (he won in case you were wondering) this experience was really necessary and it felt great. I feel as though if I can stand up to her then I can stand up to anyone.