[Stingy Jack]

Okay, I'm going to open up a little bit and talk about a situation I was in that comes back into memory every now and then.

I was four years old, and my family and I had just moved to Canada. While we were waiting to close on a new house, we lived in a duplex.

One afternoon, in winter, I walked into the backyard to play on the swingset we had. Our neighbor saw me and opened his door, and called for me to go to him. Since I was four, I really didn't know any better, so I went.

When I got inside, he locked the door behind him and walked in front of me and said: "Listen ... we're friends right?"

"Yeah," I replied, even though I had never talked to this guy before.

"I want you to do something for me," he said. Then, he pulled his pants down and held up his pecker. He was shivering badly (probably out of nervousness, I have decided in retrospect). Then he said: "I want you to suck this."

The only thing that was going through my mind was that the idea of doing such a thing was nasty. I didn't want to get pee in my mouth. So I told him I wouldn't do it, and that I just wanted to go.

He said: "Come on! We're friends! You can go as soon as you do this thing for me. Okay?"

I still refused, and told him again that I wanted to go. I turned to the door and tried to open it, but, it was locked.

Thankfully, after I started wailing because he wouldn't let me go, he finally unlocked the door and let me out without my having to give him the requested service.

Before I went, though, he told me to promise that I wouldn't say anything, and that what happened should remain just between he and I, seeing as we were such good friends. I agreed to this, and left.

I told my mother later that day while we were driving what had transpired. She refused to believe me though (I don't know how a 4 year old could make something like that up), and nothing ever happened to the neighbor for what he did to me.

I have since tried to locate this guy, but there are no records existing as to who was renting out that duplex 26 years ago. It really irritates me that my mother didn't believe me, because she could have done something about that freak right then and there ... and instead, he probably went on to hurt other children.

But most of all, I'm lucky to have gotten out of that situation alive. Seriously.