Molestation: The True Story

Chapter 2

Back at the apartment, Percy had just told me to get to the chair he was sitting on.
He had a blanket covering his lower region.
I looked at him, regretting that I even replied to him at the first place.
"Put your hands under here." He told me.
I obeyed, and he led my hands to his penis.
I opened my eyes, and jumped back with shock as I saw what I was holding.
He told me to keep holding on, and to close my eyes if it bothered me.
His hands clasped mine. My palms having nowhere to go other than his slightly erect penis.
After a few minutes, he had me get up on the chair and put the blanket over my own lower region, and had me pull my pants and underwear down.
He grabbed my vagina, and I flinched.
What exactly was he planning?!
After a few more minutes, he told me to hold his erect penis again, and afterwards, stood up.
"Make sure not to tell anyone. OK?" He asked.
"Why?" I replied.
"Because I don't want our parents to get us in trouble."
We went back to sleep in our previous temporary beds, my other stepbrother and stepsister still fast asleep. Oblivious to all that had happened.
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After that night, Percy kept repeating the previous night, everytime him and his siblings visited, precisely at 12:00 A.M., while everyone was asleep.
Sometimes he woke me up when I was sleeping with him and his siblings in the livingroom, and woke me up while I was in my own bedroom.
Taking me to the same place as that one night, on the chair with the blanket for cover.
After each night, he repeated his statement telling me to not tell anyone, or to stay quiet.
And I obeyed. I obeyed because I didn't want to hurt anyone. I felt dirty. As if I was scum.
But I still let Percy molest me every night at the same time, and at the same place.
Each night afterwards, as we both went off to sleep, I couldn't help but feel guilty for what I did.
Oh, how I wanted to tell my parents! But I was afraid that Percy will do something if he found out that I'd tell them.
I was honestly surprised on how calm he seemed to be when we were around our parents.
Even more so that he never tried to do anything during the days when he babysat me.
Boy, was I wrong.
On one of the days he was babysitting me, and our parents out of the house but somewhere nearby, Percy laid down on the couch, and told me to sit on him.
I obeyed, but as I sat down, I somehow sat on him wrong, which made him tell me to get off.
I did as I was told, and he told me that he made it flat.
That was the end of it for the rest of the day.
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Later, as it became nighttime, I walked to the next apartment building in which my grandparents lived.
I was busy laying on my grandma's bed as I played with a wooden car and Little Pet Shop cat, and my grandma was playing with me.
But for some reason, I couldn't help but chuckle.
I somehow thought, that my stepbrother telling me that his penis got flat by me was funny.
And looking back, I still agree with myself. He got what he served, after all.
So I told my grandma, who suddenly became shocked.
She called my mom who came right after, and tried to tell me what happened.
I was preoccupied trying to hide my face in one of my grandma's stuffed gorillas, but I finally came clean, and told my mom what I had just told my grandma previously.
I was crying like crazy, fearing that Percy will surely hate me after what I told my mom and grandma.
Once my stepdad found out about the news, to whom my mom had recently told the story to, he decided to take the chance to take Percy out for a short stroll. Fortunately for them, there was enough light outside to see clearly.
He came back later that night, and told my mom that Percy told him a slightly different story from the one I told my mom and grandma earlier that night.
But I didn't know that, at the time.
I figured that now that Percy had been caught, that Percy would have told the full story. The true story.
What Percy had told my stepdad was, "I was getting a hard on, and had Sarah come to sit on it. But she tripped and made it go flat."
And what I had told my mom and grandma was, "Percy was laying on the couch, when I came by and tripped over him." I was just too afraid to tell the truth to them....
My parents had a short conversation afterwards, and came to an agreement that Percy was to go back home early.
I stayed at my grandparents house for the rest of that night, crying for fear that even though Percy had done all of those terrible things to me, he'd get in trouble.