After only a few months, though, they realized that they REALLY, REALLY wanted to ‘lose’ him but couldn’t because of the contract. They sent him to ‘hellhole’ places (none of which would take him twice), to empty seminars, to teach subjects he knew nothing about, but he refused to leave. My grandfather is an army veteran, and understands that he cannot de the same things he has been doing. Anyway, I have always been my grandmas sidekick. If she needed work done around the house, or what not, I would help. Well one day she came to my room and said, “hey there can we talk?” So we did. It turns out my grandmother was still sexually charged. She began to explain, “I have missed being loved and feeling special” I was confused and asked, “what do you mean” In short she spoke to my grandfather and asked if she could have sex with me.
One day it was my turn. I can’t even remember what I said that made her mad but I think it was talking when I shouldn’t have. She had a wooden stool in the front right corner of the classroom. She asked me to come up there and took a cloth diaper and folded it into a triangle the put it under my chin and tied it in a knot on top of my head and told me to sit there so my classmates could all see what a baby I was. Anyway, there was a girl named Julie in my class that was a gifted singer, she sang at events and school things but often hummed or sang quietly to herself while she worked. Mrs. Atkins was not a fan. She would pinch the top of Julie’s little hands with her fingernails to make her stop, sometimes making her bleed.