I twisted my ankle during club practice and got injured. Maybe I got a little too into it after being chosen as captain. At my mother's suggestion, I went to a well-regarded chiropractic clinic in the neighborhood. The chiropractor looked like he was in his fifties. From the middle of the treatment, I felt something was off about the way he was touching my body, but I was too scared to say anything. As his increasingly inappropriate touch escalated, my body became aware of a pleasure I had never felt before...