that’s when the physical intimacy between us started.

I recall staring at the ceiling lights imagining I was elsewhere as he was laying on top of me with his naked body sweating over me as he grunted and groaned pleasuring himself with my body. I just laid still…blank…emotionless and empty and wondering when this would be all over.

As the years went by, I got better at being a mannequin and masquerading the numbness by being disobedient at school. I got into trouble several times with my teachers and displaced my anger by lashing out at others. It was when I hit my teenage years that’s when the real heated issues began; and trust me when I say everyone noticed the changes then!

My vagina began to sting more. I was constantly