Just 12 hours later, I was born. My father was so eagerto get back home, he left just after my birth, only to return each dayabout 6:00 pm. He would t...en stay for only an hour. This continueduntil the day Momma and I went home.From the day I got home, trouble between Mother and my father began.She felt tired all the time because of the feedings that happened inthe middle of the night, the changing of my diapers, and the otherthings a baby need. By the time I was 3 months old, Father. I could see it in her expression.After about 10 minutes, she stopped me and said: “Okay, thank you. Now I will return the favour.”Me: Okay.Sneha: First you gotta close your eyes and lay down.Me: Why is that?Sneha: Fool! I am topless. I don’t want you to see my boobs.Me: Okay (with a disappointed face).So I lay down near the edge. First, she started with scrubbing my back for 2 minutes and gave the massage around the neck to almost my buttocks.She was really a pro in massage. I was having a good. From her words, a doorway formed, what once was empty air now all a stir, ripples like that through water vibrated within it, spreading forwards to define its circumference. It seemed to waver in the ether, a veil or portal of sorts being called forth from the woman's incantations. From inside this swirling, forming mass, came a bestial howl, a war cry of fury that squeezed fresh terror into my heart. Louder and louder the woman's words, more elaborate her movements and gesticulations.Single. I was sore, but sore was so commonplace anymore I hardly noticed. And I had no misguided sentiment about my "loss of innocence"... that little birdie had long since taken flight!Once I was done, my customer left, leaving me a few blocks away from the doorstep I called home. I was a whore now and I shouldn't expect my johns to be gentlemen. Besides, it was a warm night and it wasn't raining or anything so I simply began walking back to my neighborhood. About a block from where the guy left me.