A Bad Experience In Mexico

Years ago my parents drove to their town in Mexico every Christmas to take g*fts for the family. I was fourteen that year we were stopped by a police search and papers check roadblock. We had to stand to one side while they went through everything in the pickup. They took the seats out, went under the truck with a mirror. Then they turned to us.

We had to undress naked beside the road. They went through shoes, pants, belts, hats. And underwear. They then turned to us, and gloved up and with a tube of lubricant they performed a deep cavity check on my mother and me. Nothing was found and before they let us get dressed and reload the pickup my father had to pay them a road tax.

It was the last trip by road we made. I didn't see my grandmother for five years after that. The event was never talked about. I never talked about it until after I got married and my husband only had one comment. Were you r**ed? I wasn't. No harm done and we never talked about it again.