It's hard to explain but it wasn't meant to be physical abuse. It wasn't for discipline. It wasn't a punishment, I hadnt done anything wrong.He said it was a game, so he would tell me to lie across his lap to play it.. I remember enjoying it in some weird way though I was hit very hard and it hurtt. Basially it would go on as long as I could take it. I don't remember it feeling like physical abuse at the time. it was definately a 'game'. My brothr must've been at least 17 or older.

Where was my mother? I have asked that question a lot in general. I remember being a teenager and I was sitting on my uncles lap, and she pulled me to the side, and told me I was too old to sit on his lap, and not to sit on his lap again. My dad used to joke that my uncles van was a 'paedo van.' My mother wasnt around in general. She didn't tell him to do this stuff. We would always play in my bedroom.