I was homeschooled from 4th grade through the first half of 7th grade. There were two other homeschooled girls I spent most of my time with during this time.
One or both (I can't be sure) were over one weekend so my dad was playing "tickle monster" with us, which is like tag with my dad always "it" and when he would catch us he would tickle us until we escaped. We were all laughing and running around having lots of fun, until the "monster" got me.
He had me on the living room floor, right there by the front door. He was tickling my sides so I naturally brought my knees up. He moved to my thighs... up my shorts... into my panties... I was no longer laughing. I was mortified. No longer confined to my room at night. No longer while I'm "sleeping". No longer private.
I don't really remember what happened after that. I think my friend asked me what was wrong, but I couldn't tell her. I was supposed to be safe when I had friends over. I was supposed to be safe during the day. This wasn't supposed to happen like that. None of this should have ever happened at all.
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