I'm ready to talk.
14 year old me was groomed by a man who ran a community center. I spent a lot of time there, he would buy me food, candy and gifts, let me game on the computer. My dad let him become my foster parent.
I lived with him from Aug '05 to Nov '06.
So, I'd find other places to hang out on my short weekends.
Eventually, he invited me to come to his home.
He knew of the latter because I had a 'boyfriend' at some point.
I kept my gender stuff to myself.
I knew that he was a gay man in his 50's.
Eventually, he would offer to massage me. First shirtless, then without underwear, then naked in my (formerly his mom's) bed.
He'd assure me that, he would never ever touch me in any way "I did not want".
Anyway, one day this massaging stuff escalated. I was super upset at him the first time it happened.
It was at this point, I started inquiring to my few friends about all this. Actually, it was my older brother first. I presented it to him very, very carefully as a hypothetical situation. Like, weaving a 'what if' story.
Oh how I wish I could forget how you feel inside me.
I know you're out there still, Guillaume S.
The man never saw justice.
1: I never got to process this properly
2: FB fucking recommended him to me as a friend.