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I Was Gang-Raped For Being A Lesbian And I Blamed Myself For It
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Anonymous in Dirty Picture on 22 March, Report this story. Submit Cancel. We are family of four - myself, my elder sister who is one year older than me, my mother and father. We are quite traditional, and our parents were strict. This is the story of when I was about years old. I was mostly an outgoing guy, I would play a lot of games and be always out of the home. As our upbringing was strict, and my mom was a working woman, she always made sure that I respect my sister and other girls, and most of the household work was done by me. My parents never asked my sister to do some work or go get groceries. Normally, my day would start, by going to school, playing cricket at school, and once back home, I would again play cricket in the evening and come back home by 7 pm. We would watch TV DD channel , and go to sleep.
Edit - I just read through some of your other comments. I find that having zero expectations, single parenting and having my own life makes our marriage work well. He was also born in Russia during the 80s and did not come to the United States until so we sometimes deal with cultural differences as well as religious. In high demand" I would be out the door. He also hints a lot to settling down with me. He spends about 80 hours a week at the hospital. Until our marriage, I was living a care free life when I would do things as I please. But the issue of marrying a non-member raises two fundamental problems: That idea seems so contrary to the nature of God. It just gets so lonely you invariably commission yourself a single parent. I am a happily married mono-faith guy who has no testimony of dusted base boards.