It all happened started when I was a little girl of five years old. My nanny took me and my sister into her room and closed the door. She then began to tickle us until we couldn't breath. Her hands then slowly started travelling towards our vaginas as she continued to tickle us and play with our private parts. I couldn't stop her because I couldn't breath. I was too young to know that this was wrong. This has affected my whole life as I knew it. She used to give our private parts names and tell us that they were her "meat"" and that they belonged to her. She died a few years later but the trauma is still with me now, I am 16.