I’m 30 now and as I’ve had time to look back at my childhood I’m troubled with certain memories that come back to me. My dad would sleep in the same twin bed with me when I was younger around 10 when he would come visit. Just to be close.
He would stick his thumb in my mouth and have me move my tongue around, and have me do the same with his tongue.
Put his head on my lap.
He would touch my butt and generally make me uncomfortable. I remember telling my mom he made me uncomfortable.
When I was a teenager he would beg me to kiss him and after begrudgingly obliging he would trick me at the last second and kiss me on the lips. He would say, “Ah! I got you! I got you!” As if it were a jok



