When I was a little girl, my father had a friend named Vic who would come over to our house all the time to watch the game with him and work with my dad in the shop. I didn't like Vic because he always gave me weird looks, even though he brought gifts all the time for me. One day, my dad had to go pick up my mother from the Amtrak station, so he got Vic to watch me for a few hours. No sooner than dad had left, but that bastard Vic pulled me into my bedroom and made me do all kinds of things to him, and then he got on top of me and had sex with me. It so so awful I wanted to die after that. Of course my dad never found out.