Ashley Todd's story is starting to unravel totally made up. 

Why was I so quick to side with her so unequivocally?  I have a friend who travels around the country inspecting power plants (or something like that).  One morning, after working a night shift he came back to his hotel, and someone was waiting for him.  He was raped at knife point.  Afterward, he told me that he just went on like nothing had happened for two days.

By the time that he came to grips with what happened and sought medical attention and the police, it was too late.  The security tapes had been taped over and the man was never found. 

He said that, for several reasons (including his sexuality), a lot of people didn't believe him. 

So I guess I personalized it a bit too much. 

P.S. - I did check with him before writing and he said it was fine, so long as I made sure to also say that he's doing a lot better now. 

P.S.S. - Sorry this post was such a downer.  I'll make up for it later, I promise!

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