I have only told this story to a couple of people. When I was little my grandfather uses to put me on his lap then he would start to rub my belly and his hand would eventually go other places and even though I did not like it I couldn't say or do anything about it. For some reason I just become someone else when he used to do this. It's like it is not me sitting there but someone else. I just wanted to tell someone.
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