My oldest clear memories are of around 6 years of age, at which time my Mom and Dad suddenly got a divorce, this was very traumatic, in that my life seemed turned upside down, very soon Dad moved out, suddenly one night a new man show up at the front door, I had answered the door beause mom was doing something. The man said to me, "you must be Michael, here I bought you matchbook car, I figured a young guy like you would like it " as he handed it to me, at first I didn't take it, I was freaked out, then Mom can up behind me and pulled me aside and let the guy in as she took the car from him and asked me to go get ready for bed.

Next thing I remember was being awaken, as I peeked out from my bed covers here is this man walking through my bedroom nude, my eyes focused on his large penis as he walks through my room on into Mom bedroom.

I am fully awake now as I lay in darkness, soon giggling comes from inside Mom's room, I had two doors in my bedroom, one leads out to the hallway and opens next to the only bathroom in our small house, the other door opens directly into Mom's bedroom. I look towards Mom's door and can see a faint light coming through the crack in door, the man didn't pull the door complete shut. I can't remember if I got up with the intent to close the door or what, yet curiosity the best of me so I looked in through the crack in the slightly open door, because they had a bed side lamp on, I could clearly see the both of them on the bed. Mom was laying along the man her body half way down beside him and Mom was taking the man's big stiff penis into her mouth, I watched her suck and lick it a short while, then she lift up straddled his body and with one of hands Mom guided the man's penis up into her body and then started rocking back and forth on as she gasped and moaned. My mind seemed to be in a trance, all I could do was stare and watch what taking place.

 ​​​​​This becomes what seemed like a nightly routine, I'd go to bed at 9pm, and be woke up at about 10:30 pm by Mom or the Man walking through my room nude, or from moaning, giggling noises from Mom's room,  they seldom pulled the door shut, at that point I wouldn't be able to sleep, if he walk through I'd be mesmerized/so excited by seeing his big long penis swaying about as he walked, I always bathed with mom so I was used to see her nude. Once they'd walked through my room I'd climb out of bed, check to see if they'd left the door cracked open, if so, I'd go sit on the floor and watch them have sex.

I don't remember how long this went on, at least several months because I knew kindergarten was soon to be out for the summer, I just got my training wheels of my bike, I remember it had gotten really warm because one day I was playing in the front yard when Mom walks out on the drive-way pushing her bike, and because I had gotten a new bike because she had told me that was to be birthday present, my birthday being June 17th. 

Anyway, Mom tells me to get on her bike as she holds it upright, I could barely touch the pedals, yet she insisted that she push me up and down the street, as I pedaled it, I knew even then this was a disaster waiting to happen, yet she just was sure I could ride it.​ ​I ended up at a t-intersection slamming into front fender of the fire-chief's as he sped through the intersection with the red light on the roof of his red car flashing.