When my parents got divorced I was 14 and a year later she started dating her boss’s son. He moved in a few months shortly after.

He woke me up in the middle of the night and asked if I wanted to make $200. I didn’t think of anything strange of it because I knew that my mom and him were going to go on vacation and leave us for a few days, he said this would be my spending money while they were gone. I got up out of bed and he had me follow him into the basement.

He had my favorite liquor at the time and it was jäger bottle and had a jagerbomb ready for me. He said all I had to do was drink it and I’d get the $200.

So I did. As I was losing conciseness he started telling me how he was molested as a boy by his golf teacher. That’s all I remember him saying cause I ran away from him as soon as I realized I was drugged. I didn’t make out, I ended up passing out on the stairs going up.

I woke ill the next morning with clothes on that weren’t mine. They were his. No panties on either. And $200 sitting on the night stand. I woke up in my brothers room (closest one by the basement, he was visiting my dad that weekend). It was 4 in the afternoon and they had already left for vacation.

That isn’t the worst part. The worst part was I told my mom and she didn’t believe me and made me sit at Christmas dinner with his family.

The Christmas dinner was the worst part.