Clarissa Dickson Wright, a British lawyer, wrote an Autobiography, Spilling the Beans (Hodder & Stoughton, September 2007, www.amazon.com/dp/0340933887/) in which she shares an early sexual experience on an ocean voyage to Brazil with her family. She was probably around six or seven years old:
“One event on this trip stuck in my mind: there was a steward who in exchange for comics lured me to a bathroom and got me to wank him off. I found this fascinating, the growth of the penis, the velvet feel of it and the subsequent detumescence.
I persuaded a little friend to come and share the experience and she told her mother who I heard created a stink.
My mother made no fuss to me so I suffered no trauma, the man was taken off the ship and my mother gently explained that some things were only for grown-ups. I was therefore unharmed by the experience and the fascination remains with me to this day.
Years later when I was in treatment a counsellor had the screaming abdabs at this story, appalled at such child abuse. No doubt it was but my mother’s handling of it left me with no scars.
Over the years I have met many people who suffered sexual abuse as children and one of the most consistent problems is the shame they feel, largely as a result of the reaction of discovering adults which makes the child think they were to blame in some way, so I have much cause to be grateful to my mother.”