Brotherly Lust
I had a friend over to play when my big brother molested us. It was summer, and Beverly was in 2nd grade with me, so we had to be about 7, while he was 11. We had a sandbox in the yard, and Beverly showed me how to play “Catbox.” She dug a hole, then scraped sand over it on all 4s. Making “Meow meow” noises, but she didn’t make any pee, or poop. I didn’t even realize it was a bathroom thing, but then Randy came over, and petted her. Scratched her under the chin, and she tried to purr. He said “Good kitty,” and patted her on the head, then he went, and left us alone. I blamed her, for years. I know she was just innocently playing, but I couldn’t blame him, …