A girl I went to public school and high school with who was a few years behind me, was friends with my sister.

When they were in the 2nd or 3rd grade, my sister went over to her house for a sleep over. When my sister came home she told my parents that she was being weird and wanted to play “kissing games” and wanted to take each others clothes off and stuff. My parents found out pretty quickly that this girl had been molested by her father and learned these games from him.

My father went over to their house and beat the girls father up on his front lawn. My father by the way was a boxer and trained in the Olympic camp.

My mother told me this story. The girl doesn’t know that we know she had been molested. My sister does not know anything about it, and my father doesn’t know that I know.