Her kids are spending some quality summer time with other relatives on the other side of town. Lisa spends her day relaxing in the quiet house for some much needed personal time. At about noon Lisa go out to her luxurious pool and decide to take a dip. Noticing that the pool needs cleaning, Lisa goes back inside to call the pool cleaners. They let her know that it will take about 2 or 3 hours for them to arrive due to scheduling.
It's ugly and, even now, more than 25 years later, difficult for me to say. With my father, in his bed, I first experienced the bump and grind of sexual relations. It was his genitals I first explored; he was the first to touch my body sexually, and those hands have left an indelible imprint. I have no memories that predate his abuse -- his rubbing and touching, his forcing me to touch him. I was 4; it was At night, while my mother worked, he took me into their bed and made me believe he was doing me a favor, giving me a special privilege. It took me a long, long time to really believe there wasn't anything special about it, that it was all just sick.
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I left home when I was 18 to attend college in southern California. My parents were very strict; my father is a Baptist minister and my mother teaches summer school and leads the church choir. They only agreed to my going to school there if I stayed with my Aunt Sally, who lived within a few blocks of the college. Mom and Dad approved of her highly and felt that she, despite being only 28, would be a fit guardian for their sweet little virgin daughter. How little they knew.