A Traumatic Encounter: Reflections and Repercussions Mr Rogers Layout 02 When I got home I had a shower and scrubbed myself to get clean. I felt dirty and confused. I DID like it when he sucked my dick, it felt awesome. It was ok sucking his. His dick like wan’t great but it was ok, and I had sucked a few dicks of older men before. It was only the fucking that I didn’t like, didn’t enjoy, and that hurt. But I almost let him do it, and I was hard when he finished ,and I did like it when he sucked me off after??? I was very careful when I delivered his paper now. I left my bike in the lane and ran up to his door and then ran back to my bike. I didn’t read his British Railway Modelling magazine, and he wasn’t due a Railway Modeller anyway. Saturday I pushed the bill through his letterbox with the paper and didn’t knock like I used to. I wasn’t taking any chances. I wouldn’t have to collect anything until the next weekend. All day Wednesday I thought about the layout and helping to operate it. I really wanted to do that but HE would be there. But then so would other people so he couldn’t do anything. But he might grope me when nobody is looking. If he did I could yell and then people would know what he had done. …and then things took a turn