I was little – 5 or 6. I didn’t know it was wrong. But he did. He told me it would be our secret- and I thought it was a game. We played “doctor” and I let him touch me all over. He showed me pornography. Watching it made in between my legs feel good- I loved it. Now I think about what happened and all I can do is cry. I still see him, he never got in trouble since I’ve never had the courage to speak up about what he did to me. Sometimes I wonder if what he did was wrong. I liked it, I let him do whatever he wanted to me. But then I remember the time when I was so thirsty and he wouldn’t let me get a glass of water unless I sucked on him. I was crying while doing it. All I feel is shame and I wish that the memories would go away. They haven’t yet- 10 years have passed and I still can’t forget it.