I was in a children's home at age 6 to 7, when a boy called 'Billy' of 15 showed me his c*ock. It was hard.
He said, "Touch it", but though I never knew what it was, instinct told me to run and I did, as far away as possible.
I think this has put me off men...
The purpose of a Children’s Home, is rescue from abuse.
It’s not an opportunity to let your weapons loose,
and cover it all over, with a well thought up excuse.
Because I am right handed, and my cuts are on the left,