CHILD ABUSE (PART 1)

Mum and dad always came home late from work, so I had to get used to being taken care of by housemaids. By the time I was seven, we had changed maids about five times and Aunty Blessing was the sixth. She however seemed to be the only one in mummy's good books. She had spent over a year with us and somehow, she was beginning to feel like family. She cooked well, cleaned well and went on with her duties accordingly. She had completed her Secondary School education, and when mum noticed her diligence, she was considering sending her to the university to further her studies. Albeit, she was rather skeptical about bringing someone else to take care of me whenever she and daddy weren't home, hence she was forced to shove the thought aside.

Aunty Blessing was very nice to me. She would buy me biscuits and sweets whenever I asked for them and would also play with me whenever I wanted to. I was very comfortable around her.

 One day when mum and dad were out (I remember it was a Saturday, because I didn't go to school), she called me into her room to help out with something. Without a clue, and with all the innocence that money could possibly buy, I gladly skipped to her room. Once I got in, she took off her top, removed her and bra and asked me to come over her to help massage her breasts as she claimed to be feeling some pains there. Mum always allowed me in her room whenever she was getting dressed, and I never got to fondle with her breasts. This time, when Aunty Blessing asked me to do it, I didn't see anything wrong because I’d taken her as my second mum. Anyway, I did this for a while and then she asked me to suck on them, that she would buy me my favorite sweets. I couldn't resist that offer. Minutes later, the bell rang - it was my parents. She quickly put on her clothes and told me not to mention a word of what had just happened to my parents or she’d withdraw her offer. My parents weren't exactly strict, but when it had to do with consumables, they had the final say, which included not being allowed to buy the sweets being sold around. So whenever I had the opportunity to get my hands on them, I treated them like gold. Aunty Blessing opened the door for them, and everybody went on with their business as if nothing had happened.

Days passed and there wasn't any unusual physical contact with Aunty Blessing. Then one night - exactly a week after the first incident, she came to my room, lay by my side and started touching my privates. I was asleep, but as soon as I was aware of what was going on, I woke up and tried to scream but she covered my mouth with her hand and told me to keep calm, that she wanted to play with me and teach me something interesting. She even promised to treat me to something nice the following day. It wasn't like I had a choice, as she was much older than me and was already on top of me - her weight had overpowered me.

She was wearing her nightie without underwear, so it was easy for her to slip out of it and wear it back immediately, should she have a reason to. She smiled as she took off my pajamas and I just lay there, speechless, without an inkling of what she was going to do to me. Then she started stroking my penis which she did for several minutes, asking if I was enjoying it. I nodded with approval. She lay on the bed and asked me to climb on her, asking me suck her breasts while she was fondled her vagina. After a while, she withdrew to her room and allowed me to sleep.

This went on at least twice every week for the next three years, until one day she fell sick, and after the family doctor did a check-up on her, it was discovered that she was pregnant and our neighbor was responsible for it. Mum was very distraught because her relationship with dad had hit the rocks, she was still trying to salvage the marriage and then the maid got pregnant. There wasn't much thinking to do, as she immediately paid her due allowance and asked her to move her things out of the house. Meanwhile, dad had already moved out of the house so it was just mum and I in the house.

This marked the beginning of a dark phase of my life