A Vision Of When I Was A Kid

I was nine at the time. I was at home with my mother in the middle of the day and a man came to the door. He had a gun.

My mother kept putting me behind her, she heated up some stew and served him. He pushed me and my mother back to her bedroom and had sex with her. He stared at me and left.

I'm a grown woman now, and when I'm having sex with a man, I conjure up the vision of my mother. Her legs apart, the man on top of her, having sex with her, until he was done.

Sorry, it's a vision of sorts.