So. Today I saw my cousin Christopher. He raped me when I was little. When I saw him eight years ago he said nothing to me. He just avoided me. Today when I saw him he asked me to come hang out in his trailer with him. I was hesataint at first it said sure why not. When we got in there we sat on his couch and he said "I'm sorry.". I asked him why and he said remember when we were kids. I nearly had a heart attack. I said yes and he said that he had done it to our other cousins too. I wasn't too shocked. He had swore that he changed. That he was done. But then he said " I still get those urges, I still think about doing it. But I don't. ". The whole time he was staring at my tits. We then talked about our interests. Then we ended up watching our favorite childhood cartoons. While we were watching them he was staring at me. He kept touching my thigh with his feet too. He told me one of his main fetishes were cartoons. At that point I was starting to develop anxeity. Then it was dinner. We went inside the main house to eat. I smoked some pot to calm down. It helped for a little bit then it completely wore off because my anxeity was so high. Then after we got done eating. I got to do it all. Over. Again. It was torture. I would've liked to be anywhere but there at that point. Then after another hour or so, I got to go back to the hotel we are staying in. (We're in Washington rn..).
~A/N: Sorry I was meaning to publish this but I haven't had too stable of wifi connection for my tablet until now. So again, sorry that this is a bit late.~
