The child me is crestfallen, and I feel that inside all over again and seeing this scene replayed made me remember why things like this stuck with you...through life. Seven years after this, and I’ve moved up north to a new suburban place and school leaving everything I ever knew behind me. I’m walking through my front door after a strange unremarkable first day. I remember thinking that I’d done well of just sinking into my surroundings until my grandmother walks past me and pulls a sign off my. She abused me like anything. We chatted a lot about that issue. I told her that I will prove to her that he wants to have sex with her. She asked me to prove that and then I opened my actual account from my laptop and fake account from my phone and started a trio group chart in FB.She started to abuse me( fake account) in group chat and I used to tell sorry and I won’t repeat this. I messaged from my actual account that I will kill u if u do any harm to her and I don’t have any objections if. But, I could not explain the condition of my clothes without telling him about the hard but very satisfying gang banging I’d just taken. He moved closer to me, tipped my face up by my chin, “What happened to you sweet baby?” I just couldn’t tell him. I didn’t want to get those guys in trouble, because, I really couldn’t call it rape since they fucked me good and made me cum. “I can’t tell you daddy.” “Sure you can, sweetie. You can tell me anything.” He moved a little closer looking into my. .. not to mention the fact that she was the adult and should have controlled the situation.Jimmy, on the other hand, felt that he had taken advantage of his mother. He hadn't known that there was going to be drugs at the party and worried that his mother's surrender to him was somehow related to that. The moral and legal implications didn't really enter his mind yet.It was in this state of mind that they awoke on Monday morning. At breakfast, they barely looked each other in the eye. However,.