RUBY

Chapter 2: Ruby

Growing up, Ruby was my closest "friend," even though she was actually my aunt. She wasn't much older that I was, and in the beginning I didn't mind spending time with her, even though we often practiced inappropriate things. You see, Ruby was being sexually abused as well, often bragging about how she was taken to nudist beaches at the age of 11-13. While I cant confirm how long she was being abused, I can confirm how long she was abusing my brothers and I.

Brian told me later in life when we were adults, about how Ruby had abused him and Brad as well, cornering them in the basement of the house she lived in at the time to give them hand jobs. Brad wasn't as open with what had happened to him but would briefly tell me from time to time just how much he hated Ruby for how she abused him. I think back now and see my baby brother's face, and think of all the trouble he had gotten into as a child, and how it all just look like it was a cry for help.

I would often spend my summers with Ruby, who lived about an hour away in the next state. She would also come to our house to baby sit while my mom and her boyfriend were on vacation. During these visits, Ruby would want to play barbies. She was always the man, and I was the women. Play time often depicted events of sexual activity and rape. As I got a little older, I no longer wanted to play barbies with her. It just didn't seem right any more, but she would always pressure me. She would often use "I'm your aunt and older than you, you have to listen to me," as a pressure point for me, but I always tried to make our play sessions as short as possible.

During the summers that I spent with her, she would use me as "bait" to pick up guys. She was in high school at the time, and I was around the age of 12 when she took me to meet some boys she knew, and tried to get one of them to take me home with them. They weren't comfortable with it, since I was so young. I stood there, leaning against one of the cars, staring at the stars while they challenged each other to to show off their private parts. It felt like an eternity in that cold empty parking lot of the school. I had lost track of time, but no one was looking for us. No parents worried about where their young girls were so late at night. But this was how it would go. She would drag me around with her everywhere.

Activities at home consisted of her forcing me to watch the hard pornography that her step dad kept in a trunk, and made me touch myself while watching it. She would persistently ask me how the movies made me feel, physically. I was far too young to understand what she meant, but she was always so excited to show me what new movie, he purchased, and tell me how he showed it to her as well, asking her the same questions. I always dreaded it, but went along, because it was the life that I knew as "normal," even if it didn't feel right.

Evenings were usually filled with naked play under the covers. She would always pretend to be a man on top of me, and would engage in the acts that a man would while with a women. This carried on for many years. Of course at first, I didn't know any better as I was so young. She would make games out of it so Id be more excited to participate. It was typical that I would show up at her house, and be naked in bed before she even came in the room. If we weren't engaging in naked activities, we would watch regular movies in her basement bedroom. She would always comment on how "hot" the men were, and how she would fantasize about how big their junk was, and that she wished she could "handle it." She even made me lick the dusty TV screen, coaching me to pretend that I was giving oral sex to the man on TV.

Then came along Seth. Seth was 17, I was 12 at the time. I'm not sure how Ruby had met him and his friend, but she drug me along to their meetings. She was disappear to the back bedroom with the friend, and leave me in the living room with Seth. He would always want to make out with me, putting his hands on my body in places they never should have been. I enjoyed time with him, even though our interactions should have never happened in the first place, but he was the first male who had practiced their inappropriate behavior with me, that was close to my age. He was always nice to me, and never forced me into bed, although he would pressure me. I was always too scared to go through with it, however. He still had no business behaving this way with a child. I later learned that Ruby had also slept with him, after getting her fill from his friend.

It wasn't uncommon while visiting Ruby, to have camp outs in the living room. Again, these went on throughout each summer for many many years. We would set up a "fort" in the living room, and veg out on junk food, while watching appropriate movies. The pornography was saved for times that were were home alone. These visits stopped after I woke up one morning in bed with her stepdad, who everyone referred to as "Ampa."