The Maniac:
How she stated to me at 2 o’clock at night with two bottles of cognac and after three drinks used to touch my pants... And I felt like a wild maniac :)"

So you cheated on a "wonderful colleague" on the eve of the wedding, and then you wonder that "she caught the scandal"? Where did she come to you at two o’clock at night and why did you sit down with her? What does this have to do with victims of violence in general and colleagues in particular? Did she accuse you of something? By definition, could she never have been raped since she wanted to have sex with you? The world is inhabited by the clones of your colleague, and they are drunk to climb someone between their legs?

Or let’s, admit already that your whole story is a composition on a free-erotic theme. Particularly burning: "I was actually looking for details of bdsm" (you believe it), "envy silently!"(all insinuate).

How was there? The problem of modern clashes is, at best, the unjustified extrapolation of experience, and in neglected cases, we observe the extrapolation of non-existent experience.