F. T. SCOTUS

**Warning Sexual Assault**

Police lights flashed in front of the house. Kyle was sitting in the den, pupils constricted, hands shaking.

“Officer, I AM TELLING YOU,I know who did this!” Said Kyle hysterically.

“Son, it’s not that we don’t believe you..it is just difficult to prove sexual assault against a man. This situation is complicated. Even if your girlfriend did do this, she, or whomever the perpetrator may be, gave you a sponge bath while you were unconscious.” As his eye began adjusting to the light, his pupils slowly bang to relax, Kyle screamed in frustration and anger.

The officer continued: “We have no proof that you were raped, or who did it unless you are pregnant. Even then you have to wait until the baby comes to do a DNA test. This all depends on if any of them were ovulating.”

“Wait a minute!” Shrieked a completely distraught 18 year old, with his whole future ahead of him. “If I thought there was nothing you could do, I would have walked home naked!” Kyle’s heart began to race, he was panicking, pupils once again constricting, he resembled a wild animal with its leg caught in a snare, unable to escape.

Police chief Saunders’ sympathy went out for the young man, it had been a year since the world discovered individuals born with male anatomy could become pregnant and with the new anti-abortion ruling young men were losing scholarships and job offers, all to be forced to bare children they could not support.

“I’m going to give you choice, you can file a report here and now, or we can let this go and walk away. I will say it is a false alarm and pull a few strings for you. But, if by chance someday very soon, we are able to legally track down the women responsible for this, you will be a great help to many other scared young men.”

Kyle, defeated, leaned forward, placed his head in his hands and began to recount what had transpired hours earlier.

A group of high school graduates rented an air bnb to have their end of the year party after escaping their family celebrations. They used the excuse of going to the school’s Sober Graduate celebration. No one knew who rented the BNB, they were just excited to go.

When they got to the five bedroom house, Kyle's girlfriend Jenny was excited about how much room they would have to dance and play some drinking games. There was flavored beer, regular boring beer, and premixed alcohols that some kids took from home. “Whoa, Kyle said nervously, I have to be careful. There’s a lot of girls here and I don’t want to get drunk!” Jenny laughed almost mockingly at Kyle, “What are you afraid of…think you’re going to get pregnant and ruin your future?” Jenny laughed until Kyle was shamed into compliance, “No,” he replied, “I feel really uneasy being around all of these women and alcohol, I don’t want to let my guard down.”

Kyle had received offers to his top two college choices with a full ride basketball scholarship. Jenny would attend a different university. The two planned to carry on a long distance relationship and meet up in their home city during longer holiday breaks.

“Awe, you big baby, don’t be scared, 'mama' will protect you.” Jenny teased as she cracked open a beer and placed it to Kyle’s lips. Kyle took the beer in his hand, and began the short trek down the stairs leading into the den where he could hear music playing. As the den came into a clearer view, Kyle could see 5 other guys down stairs. Heaving a sigh of relief Kyle took a swig of his beer and went to talk to the other guys.

It wasn’t until several hours later, he awoke, the only one left in a house smelling of bleach and Irish spring soap. His body itched and burned terribly, bringing him back consciousness.

Kyle’s body was red and felt chalky, he found the nearest bathroom and jumped in the shower. The water began suds as soon as it ran down his body. As Kyle felt the relief of cool water, he reached for the nearby washcloth, wrung it out and wiped down every surface of his body. Little did he know, Kyle had insured that there was no evidence left to the sexual assault he had endured but not remembered.

“And that is everything I can remember Sir,” as Kyle ended his story, a female officer chimed in, you know kid, it sounds like you were ‘Jock Dropped’, it’s a new form of date rape drug.” Kyle didn’t know how to respond to the callous facts the officer Spritz spoke at him. He stayed silent and endured what now felt like a verbal assault.

“Yeah… you young athletes have to be careful, it’s been a hot topic in private chats for about 7 months now. By chance did you have plans to play a sport professionally?”

Kyle nodded his head in affirmation.

“Did you… ehh..“ officer Singer sighed “did you tell your girlfriend…Jenny was it? That you were going professional?”

“No” He softly whispered, feeling judged by the officer’s tone.

“Well Kyle…" Office Spritz snickered, “Jock dropping is something that happens when a girlfriend gets angry at her boyfriend for cheating or some other reason, so she potentially ruins his career; there is no proof she did it, due to the fact that it usually isn’t her baby if the victim is pregnant. They paralyze you, but the blood flow doesn't stop to the male member.”

Kyle's eyes widened, he did not know how to respond: as the drugs began to leave his system he remembered Jenny saying something to him, before he passed out it was… it was.. “You lying asshole, you were never going to go to college. You lied to me, you thought I wouldn’t know about draft since I don’t watch sports.!

Yeah that’s what she told me.” Said Kyle. Officer Spritz shook her head while smirking, “So uh…why did you lie to her, seems to me this could have been avoided.”

“I was going to break things off with her in college, with the excuse that we had grown apart, but I was worried she would do something desperate, the next thing I know my coach tells me I have a chance at going pro. She really does hate sports Ma’am, I wasn’t even a top pick, I was going to tell her…I”

He had finally broken down, choking on words Kyle couldn't hold back tears. Flowing down his cheeks, so hot it felt like his skin was tearing apart as the tears rolled down his face. The only thing to cool them was the air flowing his way from all of the laughter the other officers could no longer contain.

“Wow in my day this would have been something to brag about kid!” Said a random officer as he walked towards the ambulance to tell the EMTs “The only thing hurting on this guy Is his pride and his back. Give him an ice pack.” The EMTs and officers began to laugh again.

The police chief had a son about Kyle's age, taking pity on the young man he offered him a ride home or to the hospital. After the embarrassment of the entire ordeal he chose home.

During the ride the police chief advised Kyle to continue on into the NBA as though nothing happened. There was no way to confirm pregnancy until four months in, at least his contracts would be signed before anyone knew.

Kyle had an incredulous look upon his face as he arrived home, he thanked the chief and walked to his front door. As he turned the key, the door knob turned from the other side, it was his family all dressed in matching team jerseys, happy to welcome him home.