In the previous post, I told a story of how I was molested at the age of 8 and how I loved it read here. I lost contact with the guy, only to find him on Facebook 7 years later.....well, he found me. He kept on sending me messages and calling me his ....
long lost wife ( like his mum used to call me) and that he had missed me. I dint remember initially but I did. I only remembered that we were close friends, didn't remember any of the kisses or the touches, I mean, it was 7 long years.
Well, he told me he was married... But that he regreted his marriage, that he should have waited for me, but that he got her pregnant and had to marry her, bla bla bla. It took me a while to process that. One eve, we went out for dinner, and as he was dropping me home, he kissed me.....memories came flooding back. I just couldn't believe my memory. I just gud to ask him. Guess what he said..... That yes, we were in love with each other and that I made him feel like a man, that he wanted to have sex with me, but he decided to wait...... Till I could handle him.....haha
I was furious oooo, how could u have done that to me at such a tender age...???? He said my eyes and lips begged him to do it. And that he just had to.
Well, with time, I let it all go...we became friends again......
To be continued.....
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