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About me

My Life, My Emotions =>

It was my 3rd standard. I was hardly with my senses. My papa n mom always busy with business, party, meeting n tours. A mere 7yr child was alone mentally. I had al my entertainments bt no emotional attachment. Vry naturally i cud nt secure good marks in my xams. My papa had given me tuition to a 30yr old tutor. He used 2 come 2 my studies to teach me. But gradually he started paying more attention 2 touch me than 2 teach me. He used to touch me, He used to touch me, my every body parts, used to sit me in his lap. Bt that vry much irritated me. I cud nt complain coz my parents wud take it as an excuse to get rid of studies. I, hardly a girl of seven, faced first physical harassment. One day my servant went 2 market, then my tutor opend my clothes n made me sit on his lap. He then kisd me like a hungry wolf. Lickd my private part. He usd to d same thing wen getng a chance. I cud nt open my lips to any1 out of shame n terror. Near about 1yr this continued. Bt 1 day my mother caught him red handed. I breathed a sigh of relief. Frnds nw tel me was there any mistake of mine? Bt i was nt brought up as a common child. A TULIP was torn before blooming. Was there any mistake of mine frndz ?


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