Victim Phoebe Skinner's[WOMAN IS BLEACH-WHITE, THE JEW RAG USED PHOTO SHOP TO MAKE HER LOOK LIKE A 75 IQ NEGRO] fight to lock up sex monsters
Courage ... Phoebe Skinner took to the witness stand to help lock up her attackers
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Published: Today at 01:08
BARMAID Phoebe Skinner was brutally raped by Pakistani students Rizwan Ahmad, 24, and Hassan Siddique, 19, as she returned from an evening out.
Phoebe’s courageous court testimony was instrumental in securing a unanimous guilty verdict.
Now she has agreed to waive her legal anonymity to The Sun and tell her story. She told SHARON HENDRY: “It’s the only way to stop the stigma of rape and encourage other women to take the witness stand.”
IT was exceptionally warm for early June — so pretty Phoebe Skinner chose some cool clothes for a night out in London.
But she had no idea that her green vest and chinos would be a vital piece in the jigsaw that trapped her two evil rapists.
The 21-year-old barmaid recalled: “I just remember that day being really sunny and beautiful. I had had a silly argument with my friend so I decided to go into Soho, in central London, and have a few drinks in some bars.
“I chose an outfit that I knew would keep me cool and pulled on some brand new Vans trainers. I felt really good about myself.”
Once out on the town on that night of June 3, Phoebe began drinking heavily. She says: “I got into the vibe of thinking, ‘Let’s have a good time’ and began mixing spirits with wine. I began to feel quite dizzy and tired and decided to leave at midnight, which was unusual for me. Normally, I’d be happy to stay out longer if I was having fun.”
Journey to hell ... Phoebe Skinner at bus stop
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She says: “I don’t remember anything about being at the bus stop or even being on the bus.”
However, CCTV footage showed that she had walked upstairs and eventually sat near the front, listening to music on her headphones.
But while Phoebe became lost in her music, Rizwan Ahmad, a 24-year-old business student, from Walthamstow, East London, spotted her vulnerability. And sensed a vile opportunity to pounce.
Realising that Phoebe had missed her stop, he began chatting to his prey. He persuaded her to get off at the next stop, saying he would call her a taxi.
In fact, he rang his friend Hassan Siddique, 19, calling him to the scene. Next, the pair lured Phoebe down a secluded alleyway in Leyton, East London, and took turns to rape her.
Phoebe says: “I remember a guy talking to me but he wasn’t making sense and I told him to go away. But he began leading me somewhere — to the cab office I thought.
“The next thing I remembered was waking up and feeling hot breath on my face. I thought to myself, ‘Who the hell is this and where the hell am I?’
“Then I felt the sensation of gravel underneath me and someone kissing me and pulling my trousers off.” She realised the two men were taking it in turns to rape her. She said: “They seemed to be talking in a language I didn’t understand but I could make out the words ‘Baby, baby’. I felt sick.
“Finally, someone helped me up off the floor and I fled in the direction of bus stop.” In a zombie-like daze, Phoebe managed to board another bus and run the final distance home to a flat she shared with a female friend.
She says: “I collapsed on the kitchen floor, sobbing uncontrollably and shaking. My friend later told me she knew straight away that I’d been raped. I was just crying and crying.”
Her pal dialled 999 and told her to stay fully clothed — and not to shower.
Phoebe says: “I was so desperate to wash but my friend instinctively knew that I shouldn’t, so that the police would have the best chance of collecting evidence.”
Police arrived and took Phoebe to a specialist rape centre where women are examined by experts in comfortable surroundings. She was also given a cocktail of medication to combat the onset of possible sexually transmitted diseases including HIV. Thankfully, the tests came back negative.
The clothes she wore on the fateful night provided vital forensic evidence. Phoebe recalls: “Waiting for those tests to come back is like being on the edge of a cliff. Also, I felt permanently dirty. In the aftermath of rape you feel like a layer of sickness and filth is over you.
