This is going to get completely buried but whatever. When I was 9 or 10 we had taken a family trip to number of college campuses for my oldest sister to preview before selecting one. After my folks drove for like 12 hours we stopped at a Holiday Inn that had rooms with doors facing an indoor pool, so they passed out, my sisters were doing whatever else, and I decided to checkout the pool.

There were a few older dad types out the pool area, but nobody else anywhere to be found. A couple of blonde college-aged girls come out their room in bikini bottoms and white t-shirts. They start flirting and fooling around in the pool near to me. The dad's stare shamelessly, as a shy kid I scramble to the adjacent hot tub. After a few minutes they came into the hot tub and sat on either side of me and start making out. The next thing I know I was in the pool freaking out. They dad types just keep starring at the girls. When I told my mom what had happened she thought it was the funniest thing ever, and used to joke about the situation anytime she saw a boy in a swimsuit running.

The whole situation is incredibly surreal. Because I don't fully remember the details of what had happened, but nevertheless I definitely stopped doing a lot of things I used to do after it happened: Lost all interest in swimming, I feel extremely uncomfortable around people in swimsuits, since then I've had no romantic or sexual interest in blonde girls whatsoever, and I generally shy away from relationships of any stripe. Although at the same time I don't feel anger or disappointment to any of the parties involved including myself. The situation isn't even sexual to me, its just something that happened to me as a kid, and I get reminded of from time to time.