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00:00I'm depressed. I'm sad. You need to come back in here and love me. And he had these long nails.
00:05I can remember what his hands feel like to like spread my and for him to try and stick his
00:09finger
00:10of me, he would get me to reciprocate the same feelings. And so I can remember sticking my hands
00:15like into his shorts. And eventually he would start taking me back to his bed and I'd with him
00:19every night. I think when I was 12, I had my first and it was from him performing on me.
00:24And when I
00:25did, I remember him looking up at me. Did you enjoy that? Did you like that? Like I said,
00:29it eventually got to the point where it was just, he was obsessed with it. There was a jar of
00:32Vaseline
00:33next to his bed. And I remember seeing this Vaseline for years and it just disgusted me
00:37because I could see the grooves in it from where he had stuck his fingers in to use his fingers
00:43on
00:43me in the past. He eventually let's convinces me to let him me. And I remember being there at 12
00:49years old, almost 13. And I'm like on his bed on my hands and knees on the edge of his
00:55bed. And
00:56you know, he, I remember feeling his finger with a bunch of lube kind of like wipe me down on
01:01my,
01:01and he proceeds to me. I remember how it feels and I could hear him. I could feel his hands
01:09on my hips,
01:09like holding me still. I remember when he was finished, you know, I could, I can hear like
01:14the exhaustion and his like demeanor and his breath. He wipes me up with this towel at 12 years old.
01:20I go
01:20back and I go sit on his toilet and I go and sit there for 10 minutes to get everything
01:25else out
01:25of my body. And at that point I was pretty convinced my life was over.
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