I was nine at the time when I was babysat by a family friend. Sue was in her 50s and had always been a real nice lady, although many times before the incident I want to tell you about, when I was with her she had made comments on how if I was her boy she would have spanked me for some of the things I had done. She had patted my butt a lot, too, but I laughed it off.
When my parents dropped me off, Sue told them not to worry about me because I would be in ‘good hands’ – as she said this, she patted my butt and a strange shiver went up my spine.