07-06-2011, 07:12 PM
Since this area is called "Confession Room" I am ready to admit to doing something I sometimes feel guilty about.
I had a good straight friend named Patrick who was a volunteer at a center for people with disabilities. One day I stopped by for a visit with Patric & his girlfriend. They had a guest in the place from the community center. He was a strikingly cute boy of about 19. He stood 2 meters, was well built, and had a cute face & smile. I will call him Regnaldo, because he was part Latino.
He was quite friendly and later I foud out he was also quite intellegent too. Because he was born deaf, he was also totally mute and could only communicate by writing on pieces of paper. I got used to having conversations with Regnaldo via paper & pencil and we quickly develpoed a friendship. I took him all sorts of places with me in my car.
Then one day, he said he wanted to show me one of his favorite places. He directed me to a video club on a well known Gay street in San Francisco. I was shocked to find out that he had been going there for quite some time where he was engaging in annomous sex with stangers. I quickly escorted him out of the place. When we got to my car, he explained to me, (in writing), about how he had wandered in the place one day and experienced sex for the first time. I explained to him how dangerous it was to be engeging in sex like that with strangers. I told him about the dangers of HIV & other deseases he was exposing himself to.
What followed was a very hot relationship between the two of us which lasted several months. Then one day, he told me that his "caretakers" at the home where he lived had warned him not to engage in sex with other men. They started setting him up with female dates. But he explained to me that he still wanted to be with me, but could not do it anymore. He was clearly confused. We had a strange parting, with both of us gazing in eachothers eyes. He almost turned around and came back to me. I decided it was not a good idea to follow him, he got on the bus, and I never saw him again. And so a very intense relationship ended quite abruptly. I never looked back.
Question: Am I guilty of sexual exploitation of a disabled person? Or was I a positive influence in his life?
Was this something neither of us could have stopped from happening?
I had a good straight friend named Patrick who was a volunteer at a center for people with disabilities. One day I stopped by for a visit with Patric & his girlfriend. They had a guest in the place from the community center. He was a strikingly cute boy of about 19. He stood 2 meters, was well built, and had a cute face & smile. I will call him Regnaldo, because he was part Latino.
He was quite friendly and later I foud out he was also quite intellegent too. Because he was born deaf, he was also totally mute and could only communicate by writing on pieces of paper. I got used to having conversations with Regnaldo via paper & pencil and we quickly develpoed a friendship. I took him all sorts of places with me in my car.
Then one day, he said he wanted to show me one of his favorite places. He directed me to a video club on a well known Gay street in San Francisco. I was shocked to find out that he had been going there for quite some time where he was engaging in annomous sex with stangers. I quickly escorted him out of the place. When we got to my car, he explained to me, (in writing), about how he had wandered in the place one day and experienced sex for the first time. I explained to him how dangerous it was to be engeging in sex like that with strangers. I told him about the dangers of HIV & other deseases he was exposing himself to.
What followed was a very hot relationship between the two of us which lasted several months. Then one day, he told me that his "caretakers" at the home where he lived had warned him not to engage in sex with other men. They started setting him up with female dates. But he explained to me that he still wanted to be with me, but could not do it anymore. He was clearly confused. We had a strange parting, with both of us gazing in eachothers eyes. He almost turned around and came back to me. I decided it was not a good idea to follow him, he got on the bus, and I never saw him again. And so a very intense relationship ended quite abruptly. I never looked back.
Question: Am I guilty of sexual exploitation of a disabled person? Or was I a positive influence in his life?
Was this something neither of us could have stopped from happening?
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