Baldy Si's childhood memories

1. The naughty, strange uncle,
who later became my mother's lover, was probably around four years old when I was a child. He often played with me. At first, he would often poke my face with his beard, just for fun. Later, when there were fewer people around, he would ask me strange questions. For example, "Did you sleep with your mother last night?" I knew he had bad intentions, so I asked him back, "Did you sleep with your mother?" Then he glared at me, looking like he was going to hit me. I went along with him and said, "I slept with my mother." Then this nephew-in-law took me to my mother and told her what I had just said. As far as I remember, my mother glared at me, but didn't do anything else.
2. My mother's afternoon nap .
I remember one time when only my mother and I were home, and I was playing at the door when an uncle who rarely came to our house came. He first asked who the adults in my family were home. My brother and I argued and said that my dad wasn't home and my mom was sleeping. That man darted into my house, and when we ran to the bedside, he poked my mother's vulva under the covers. She woke up instantly. As I recall, my mother didn't show any anger, but instead quietly asked, "Uncle, what brings you here?" and then casually chatted about something. The terror of the three black holes... I remember when I was a little
older
, probably in the summer when corn was taller than a person, my mother took me to the outdoor power distribution room where that adulterer worked. At first, they gave me some fun things to play with, but when I looked up to look for them, they were gone. I was terrified and screamed for my mother, running around looking for them. I remember there was a large, open well without a wellhead. Looking down, it was pitch black and bottomless. Even now, thinking about it gives me a pricking fear. At that moment, I calmed down and went back to where I was, waiting for my mother to arrive. Later, when my mother came back, I seemed to repeatedly ask her what she had been doing. My mother seemed to tell me not to tell anyone about my visit to them. I obediently waited until twenty or thirty years later before asking her. She once took me to that power distribution room in the countryside to play with my uncle. My mother didn't say a word, just remained silent. It wasn't until before writing this diary that I remembered the incident of them disappearing and me almost crawling into a well. After that, my mother never took me anywhere else, except for a couple of times to that adulterer's house. It seems that was also just me playing around with the story of their disappearance. Later, my mother gave birth to a girl and gave her to that
adulterer
. Nearly thirty years later, the adulterer himself said that the girl was his biological daughter. And he announced it publicly. After all these events, I searched through fragments of memory and basically believed that the adulterer's words made some sense. However, based on my sister's biological genetic characteristics, the probability that my sister is my biological sister is 99%. Later, I saw on animal documentaries that lionesses would mate with the lion king and then mate with other male lions. Female animals' innate intelligence allows them to protect their offspring. Thinking about it, wasn't that exactly what my mother did? She told her husband, "I'm pregnant from your affair, I don't want the child." Then she told her lover, "I'm pregnant from your affair, I'll give you a son." She even seriously told the neighbors she didn't want the child, and then the neighbors suddenly exclaimed as if they'd discovered something new, "Why don't you give the child to the family of the lover who doesn't have a child?" Look how clever and shameless adulterers are.
Analysis of the reasons for
my mother's "bald vulva offering her vulva." In Part Three, I detailed how my mother placed her vulva beside me, then suddenly woke me up and made me touch her bald vulva. At the time, some friends probably didn't understand. Now, looking back, she must have had a special feeling for me. The lover used me, the child he knew, to seduce her, achieving his goal of having sex with her. After they became lovers, she used me, whom she considered naive, to cover for their affair. I survived by that dangerous well, preventing her affair from being exposed and keeping her secret. She must have had adulterous feelings for me, her matchmaker, which is why she couldn't resist letting me touch her. She must have wanted me to fuck her, a feeling of repaying me.
Sixth, a test.
After writing the "Bald Pussy Diary," I tested her by saying, "I'm a little impotent now; I can only get an erection when I think about that night I touched your 'Bald Pussy.'" Before I could finish, she quickly denied it, saying, "I don't know, I was asleep."
Did you understand what happened?

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