I was 8 years old when it happened. Uncle Terry came into my room. The sun was shining and i was looking forward to another nice day. But, young as i was, i knew what his intentions were straight away. I was small for my age, but still fought as hard as i could. He was just so big and strong. He forced me to do that terrible thing and i was powerless to stop him. The shame, hurt, pain and confusion ruined my childhood and to this day i still wake up crying about it. But i was luckier than some. That was the one and only time i had to wear a Leeds United shirt.
on my batchelor do i had my head and eyebrows shaved all my clothes removed **** and urine all over me baloons tied to my penis and a ill fitting shirt put on me that barely reahed my navel.then i was dropped off at 8:30pm saturday in middle of town . oh the shock and humiliation of having to wear that sheff weds shirt was unbearable.
