Introductions *Potential trigger warning**
With an angry, drunken father at home I rarely knew love from the rage of the bottle and the tears, sensitivity and submission of my mother.
I thought I had to take his touch, and that when his tough and forceful hand led me to hisself that I was expected to fulfil his desire. I thought I was being a woman, and I hoped that my feelings of emptiness and being used up when his firey touch was forced upon me was not in vain.
Later, confronting him saying I felt his touch and him forcing me to pleasure him was wrong he merely said..
"I can't help it, you're so tempting to me"
"Perhaps you should dress more modestly"
"I don't actually like you, but your body is one of my biggest temptations."
Introductions, this was the beginning of years of sexual invasion and assault that numbed me to the rights of my own body.