Breaking The Ice And Talking About My Childhood Experiences

An insurance salesman came by selling policies. My boss asked me to join in because I was responsible for benefits. The salesman asked what our premiums were for employees. We had a group policy, do employees all pay the same premium. The salesman said he could save money by pricing each employee individually, as we were a young population he was sure he could cut our costs.

For example, he took out his notebook, how tall are you, how much do you weigh, are you pregnant, do you plan on getting pregnant, do you take medications for depression, for menstrual problems, birth control, etc. All in front of my boss. He looked at me, 'don't answer'.

He thanked the salesman and told him we would consider his offer and let him know. He apologized, told me that he didn't want to consider him, he didn't respect my privacy. I told him I didn't care if he knew that about me, and I rattled off the information he was looking for, including my issues with menstruation. I told him only he and my grandfather had the right to know, my grandfather was gone. I wanted him to know.

I became very close to him, very personally close. Nothing was a secret any more, including my feelings. Too much information wasn't enough information. My father's hands under my pajamas. Having sex with me when I was eleven. For the first time I had someone I wanted to talk with about my life. In time, I fell into his arms where I cried for the first time.

I fell in love with him. He kissed me against a post in the garage. I knew immediately that he had decided to have me as a woman. The first time since my father had sex with me. During intercourse I apologized to him for not being a virgin for him. After intercourse I cried again in his arms.

Healing is what the lady said that he had me talk with, it had to be a lady. Only after a year of sessions did he agree I was ready to get married.