Lied to and manipulated

Born to a single mom and never seeing my father, we struggled for many years until my mother got a job with a major air line. When I was 9 years old we moved to Bermuda where she worked at the airport as an office supervisor. She worked different hours and many weekends. Shantel watched me all the time after school and on weekends my mother worked. She was an extremely nice black lady, probably in her 50's at the time. She was one of the kindest people I ever met and I liked her right away. She was like a second mother to me and helped me with school work and was always attentive to me. One day I was very sick and she called my mother to ask about taking me to a doctor. Since we had no doctor at the time Shantel drove me to Devonshire where the doctors house was next door to her sisters house. His name was Manual and insited I call him that. He was a tall black man with gray hair and very nice and well spoken. Shantel took me over to him and just said to walk back to her sisters house when I was done. Manual was very nice and examined me and gave me pills to take. Within a day or two I was fine. Over the next year I went to him four times and even my mom went to him twice when she got sick. One time I had a strept throat and he had Shantel take me to the hospital where I had my tonsils removed. When I went to him Shantel always waited at her sisters house for me. Manual always took his time with me but only one time was I actually naked in front of him. It was a little embarrassing for me but he was always very kind and gentle with me. My mom was pleased with him especially since he knew to send me to the hospital when my throat was bad. By the time I was 11 the examinations became more humiliating for me. That year I only went to him 5 times but 4 times he examined me completely naked. I do remember him explaining how I was reaching puberty and he was very detailed as to how my body had began to change and explained about periods and how my breasts would develop more and more as I aged. I never complained about any of it and he always spoke to Shantel after he was finished with me and at times spoke to my mother. I was probably about 12 when he suggested to Shantel that I have more regular visits. Shantel spoke to my mother about it and the next thing I knew I was going back to him every month or 6 weeks. I was probably very naive at that age but did hear Manual tell Shantel I had an abnormality in my pelvis, that he had to keep an eye on. Shantel told my mother that night and she did call him. He assured her it was nothing serious at the time but told her it should be checked, on a regular basis. I never did understand what he was talking about but then began having appointments with him every 3 or four weeks. From then on, each time I went to him I was given a full examination and would always end up naked on the exam table. He talked to me through out and eventually started putting my feet in stirrups while examining my vagina and rectum. He did all the other stuff as far as checking my ears and throat, taking my tempature and checking my weight. Once that was done he always examined my breasts before putting me in the sturrups. The first few times I was more than embarrassed and even cried and shook when he examined me. He was very simpathetic and explained to me how it was necessary and encourage me just to relax. After 5 or 6 times I did become more at ease with it even though it was still humiliating. By this time he had probed every inch of my body and inserted his fingers in both my vagina and anus. I remember it being in April a few months before my 13th birthday. He was examining my vagina and anus when I couldn't help from being arouse. I know know he was touching my G-spot and I orgasmed as he did it. At the time I wasn't quite sure what just happened to me but he came right out and started to explain it. He called it a climax and told me it was a perfectly normal reaction. All I knew at the time was it felt good but didn't realize what he had just done to me. He began explaining different things about sex in a matter-of-fact way and began asking me personal questions about my periods and even asked if I masturbated. I didn't even know what that meant and he explaied it to me. I had naturally touched myself many times but had never had an orgasm before. I was probably stupid about sex then and rarley spoke to my mother about it. Manual spoke to Shantel after each visit and ocassionally would talk to my mother about me. I'm not sure why I never mentioned the way he examined me but I suppose I was to embarrassed to talk about it. This continued each month, and at times more often, until three weeks before my 15th birthday. The only reason it stopped was because my mom got transferred to JFK airport in New York. Never once in all those years did I have any suspicions about Manual. It was always embarrassing to be naked in front of him but he was manipulive enough to put me at ease with my nudity. After the first time I orgasmed it happened every time. I never thought of it as him masturbating me but know now thats exactly what he was doing. I would sometimes orgasm multiple times but he always told me it was normal for me to do so. Never did I tell Shantel or my mother about it possible because I was to ashamed of it. When I was 14 he told me he had to shave my pubic hair. I did think it strange but allowed him to do it without even asking why. He did it several times always telling me it was necessary. When I think back now it was blatant masturbation of me. I masturbated myself many times over those years, but did believe him when he told me it was natural to climax while being examined. I know better now but at the time was so dumb I believed everything he said to me. So dumb, that he would put a lotion on my breasts and massage them as he fingered me sometimes. Other times he would penatrate my vagina and anus at the same time as I orgasmed two or more times. He must have thought I was a complete idiot because I never once asked him any questions or resisted in any way what he did to me. I was always alone with him and even that I never questioned. I'm 23 now but when when I was 19 Shantel died. My mother and I went back to Bermuda for her funeral since my mother kept in touch with her and she came to New York a few times to see us. We found out that Manual had died the year before that also. We were out to dinner one night after the funeral and ran into a few people we had known. One of the girls was a nurse at the hospital I went to and I talked to her for a long while. I mentioned Manual dying and she knew him from the hospital. She said what a really nice man he was and that she knew him for many years. I said something about him being a doctor and right away she told me he was a physical therapist and not a doctor. Over and over I asked her if he was a doctor and she just kept telling me no. The next day I spoke to Shantels sister and she still believed Manual was a real doctor. I didn't question it any more because I know Shantel's family and her sisters family all went to Manual thinking he was a real doctor. Over those years my mother went to him quite a few times so I never told her about it either. Now that I know he was a fake at least I know other people were fooled by him over many years. How he got away with it I'll never know. I do know Shantel trusted him as did most of her family. I can't imagine how many people he treated over all those years even before my mom and I went there. I even remember now how he lied and told me of the medical schools he went to and even showed me awards that were obviously fake. He even had a fake diploma on his wall and at one point told my mother he was a specialist in internal medicine. He was very dark skinned with gray hair and very studious looking. He always spoke very professionally and was always well dressed. Everyone in the area thought he was a doctor but he was just a pervert. The amazing thing is my mother always had to pay him for my visits. Even today I am to embarrassed to tell people what he did to me and even my mother. I never did ask her if he examined her fully or naked but wonder how many liberties he took with all the other people that thought he was a doctor. He was very convincing when he spoke and little did I realize everything was a lie.

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