When I was 7 I was spending my summer at my babysitter’s house. Her son, Deonte loved me and I loved him. He was 12 at the time. We went outside because he was teaching me how to throw a football. So I didn’t catch the football so it went into a giant pitch in the ground where there were flowers and raccoons and deer. I went to go get it and he came down with me and started tickling me. You know just having fun. Then he asks if he can tickle me in my v*****. I said yes, not really knowing what he meant. He started to finger me and I got scared. Then he told me to sit on his d***, and I did and I did everything he asked. Not because I was forced, but because I liked it.
