I was in 3rd Standard and lived in a Hostel. My friend’s father used to visit us, made me sit on his laps and embraced me. Embraced my entire body. I didn’t know then why he did it but I could surely sense something was wrong. I’m 20 today but I still feel disgusted about it.
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