I have been in the Army now for nine years and consider myself fairly intelligent, with common sense and integrity. There are only two personal friends I have told these events to over the years and aside from feeling so stupid do realize how utterly naive I was to let it go on for so many years. I was legally adopted by my mothers sister Marjorie when I was five years old and raised by her and her husband Lewis who were always supportive of me. Lewis, who is retired now was also in the Army for twenty eight years. I basically became what they call an Army Brat and traveled to many different Army Bases. When I was only thirteen we were in Germany and I started going around with a boy who was sixteen. The first couple months we only kissed and made out and then I began letting him feel me up. Eventually we masturbated each other and after a short time began having sex. Matt was smart enough to use a condom all the time and the frequency increased where we were having sex five or six times a week. One after noon when his parents were both out his father caught us in his bedroom and all hell broke loose after that. I begged him not to tell on me but he did that very day. My aunt was furious but I was even more scolded by Lewis and forbidden to see Matt anymore who's father was transferred two months later anyhow and I never did see Matt again. It was three days after Matt and I were caught having sex that I assume being so naive at that age I just obeyed and did what I was told. Lewis was an Army Medic and I knew he wasn't a doctor but he informed me that from now on I would have to be examined by him and took me into his room locking the door. I am still not sure even today if my aunt Marjorie knew exactly what he was doing but she never spoke about it and it went on for years. That first day he made me take off all my clothes and lay down on the leather recliner they had in their bedroom. He then proceeded to exam me from top to bottom, then put on latex gloves and made me open my legs where he inserted his finger in me scolding and telling me a thirteen year old should be a virgin. It was terribly humiliating and he just continued lecturing me about morals and mentioning how I could get pregnant or be infected. As embarrassing as it was to be examined by him he had seen me naked many times in the past and I also had seen him naked many times since Military Housing is cramped and leaves little privacy at times. When I think about it now I realize his morals weren't good either and what went on after that had to be particially my fault for never questioning or telling anyone. After that first time I was "examined" by Lewis at least twice every month and often more than that. He insisted it was because he and aunt Marjorie couldn't trust me anymore and he wanted to make sure I didn't get pregnant or have some kind of vaginal infection. These exams were done mostly when Aunt Marjorie wasn't at home but sometimes she was and had to know something wasn't right. It didn't matter where Lewis was transferred the exams continued and each time became more intimate as he began touching my breasts more claiming he was checking for lumps. He always had the latex gloves and aside from examining me internally he began giving me rectal exams as well always having some type of lubricant. By the time I was not quite fifteen he insisted on removing my pubic hair and shaved me at least twice a month. The worst part at the time was how I would get aroused and try not to let him be aware I was. The embarrassment of it faded but the way he had me displayed to him was often humiliating and degrading for me.

Each time we moved Lewis always had a leather recliner in their bedroom and if he couldn't bring the one he had he would buy a new one. I was fifteen when he would examine me in only his boxer shorts but only when Aunt Marjorie wasn't there. I would be naked on the recliner and he began putting a warm wet wash cloth over my eyes telling me just to relax. By that time I could no longer control how aroused I was and unable to hide the fact I was having an orgasm many times more than one or two. He would always say its OK and to just to relax. Once in the recliner it was fully back with my feet on the foot rest and my knees up and legs spread apart. Every time then the first thing he did was put the wash cloth over my eyes standing at the head rest of the recliner. Thats when he would hold my breasts and touch my nipples in such a way I often became aroused quickly. He never stopped talking to me and would ask if I had a boyfriend and if I was having sex again with boys, which I wasn't. He asked me questions about my sex with Matt and get into details asking if we did oral or anal sex, which I never did. He even kept asking me if I masturbated often and although I denied it for months did admit to him that I did sometimes. A few times I wanted to take the wash cloth off my eyes but he insisted I keep it on. Once he got between my legs if he didn't shave me first he always would rub down the top and sides of my vagina in my crotch area. I could hear when he put on the gloves and feel him put lubricant both in my vagina and anus. Once he began putting his fingers in me I would get aroused right away. For a long time I didn't like it when he inserted his finger rectally but once I was aroused it didn't bother me at all. The absolute worse part of all of it was when he would make me get a fleets enema once a month which was always the most humiliating thing he ever did to me. It was not just embarrassing as he inserted it in me but horrible because he would be in the bathroom with me the whole time. He never gave me the enemas when Aunt Marjorie was home but she was so silent about everything I don't know if it would have mattered. She had to know something was going on because when Lewis took me into his bedroom he always locked the door and they never talked about it in front of me. The wash cloth was always over my eyes and I think in a way it did help me relax and and not experience the humiliation I was subjected to which Lewis always referred to as an examination. There were some months where Lewis did this every week especially if I were out with friends the night before. The first thing he would ask is if I had sex with a boy and tell me he had to check me out and I just obeyed him every time. He knew there were many times I kept seeing him naked and there were times I think he did it intentionally. Nothing was ever said about it but I began seeing him that way a few times a month and he often had an erection. I think I was sixteen the first time I found out he was masturbating at the same time fingering me. The wash cloth was up enough for me to see out of the bottom of it and he had pulled down his boxer shorts and I could see him jerking off and often felt his semen hitting my lower leg and foot. I never realized before thats why in the past he would sometimes wipe off my foot and leg with a towel and I honestly never asked. One night I was out and hooked up with a boyfriend who Aunt Marjorie and Lewis knew about. After dating Patrick for about a month I did start having sex with him. I went out with him on a Friday night and that Saturday after Aunt Marjorie went out Lewis came over to me and told me I had sex with Patrick. He then took me to his bedroom asking me if I did and I admitted that I had. He hit me with a barrage of questions and then made me undress and get on the recliner. I thought I would be scolded and lectured at again but this time Lewis told me I was probably old enough now. He did the same thing as usual and was able to have me orgasm a few times and although the wash cloth was over my eyes I again watched him jerk off. I continued dating Patrick for several months and had great sex with him and also continued to have Lewis do the same up until I was almost nineteen. At that time is when I joined the Army and am home on leave right now. I still see Aunt Marjorie and Lewis once or twice a year and still today have never spoken to either of them about what went on for so many years. When I see Lewis now I have a moment of embarrassment thinking of all the things he did to me and ways he has seen me. What began, in my mind in a very naive way as a physical examination, ended up being a sexual experience thats impossible to forget. Even though Lewis is much older now it has to be embedded in his mind also. He has to know he is more responsible for what went on than I am but I doubt he has any remorse about it. In general, both Aunt Marjorie and Lewis were good to me and I never wanted for anything. I do believe that Lewis manipulated me and perhaps had me convinced nothing was wrong with his exams. As I got into my mid and late teens I should have thought differently than I did but I just let him continue. I remember getting fearful chills when he told me to undress but also remember now how easily I was aroused by him. He was able to have me get very strong and frequent orgasms which I never completely realized he did for his own sexual gratification. I believe he intentionally enjoyed posing me and with the enemas especially liked to humiliate me. The friends I told about this both said I should have reported him or at least confronted my aunt about it. They are probably right but at the time I never thought about doing that and was somewhat at fault for having sex when I was only thirteen.