Before I married my husband Richard, he was still living with his parents. He had just got out of the Marines and just got a job. He met me in a go go bar. I was a dancer. He bought me drinks to talk to me and sent me flowers. I decided to go out with him. He took me to dinner then straight to a motel and we fucked most of the night. After that, he would take me back to his parents house, after they had gone to bed.

We would fuck on the couch. His parents slept upstairs. I was always concerned his parents would know what we were doing. After we had sex Richard always fell asleep. So, one night after we fucked he fell asleep an I went to the bathroom. It was downstairs where we were. I went in the bathroom and his father grabbed me and covered my mouth as he held my arms behind me.