All her dreams shattered, she mentally collapsed, and was never the same person again. The next day we were sitting in front of the psychologist. I ma...e her tell the therapists everything. She was extremely reluctant. I told her that by not telling anybody, she never became happy. So why not tell somebody, like trusted licensed professionals. She was both surprised and relieved to hear how common her condition was. Apparently people in her situation hate their bodies and tend to self-mutilate.. ‘I want you, Lisa. And I know that you want me, too,’ Dominic said. ‘I want nothing to do with you, ever again,’ Lisa said, her voice quivering. She struggled against him, her body weakening, helplessly watching him rip her dress open. His hands moved the sorry remains of her dress, exposing her to his eyes but, back in her head, she knew, not to give in completely. She pushed him with all the force she could muster and ran to her room. Lisa moved fast but Dominic was faster and came right. I grew up in east london with 6 aunts and one uncle .I must have been about 8 years old when it all began . i came in from school early this day went upstairs as i always did i heard music playing on a radio in my nans kitchen i looked through crack in the door and saw my aunt getting ready for work instead of walking away i kept watching she was w****d in a towel just doing her usual thing i started to get aroused for the first time .i watched as she dropped er towel revealing all up to this. I helped to get her head on a pillow that was next to the arm of the seat. Her feet were off the ground so I made certain that I kept her comfortably on my lap. I asked how she felt."So far so good, Jimmy. I appreciate you taking this time for me I know it will be good for me and I hope you can enjoy some of it, as well."Still nervous, I placed my right hand on top of her bottom over her skirt. I whispered, "Kimmy, you understand that I'll need to lift up your skirt now, alright?" Yes, of.