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My step dad sexually abused me so someone called child services. I was taken into custody of the state of California when I was two. Then my mom got into a car accident and ended up in a coma for three months then a psyche ward. She hooked up with a guy in the psyche ward who became my next step dad. They moved to Vallejo, California and got custody of me again at age five. He and my mom were swingers. He sexually abused me too. Sex meant being sent away while the adults had sex parties and played strip poker. I think my mom was turning tricks out of the house. The neighbors called the cops and I ended up in foster care again at age ten. That foster family knew my parents and took all three of us kids. The father was a lot older. He had a series of heart attacks and died. The mom was on pills. I would go stay in the nearby park. I took care of my siblings. I found out years later that one of the kids she took care of, Cammy, was brutally murdered by her mom's boyfriend's biker gang. I went to another foster family in Antioch, near Concord. They were very strict Mormons. I went from an extremely open, dangerously free environment into permanent state custody at ten and then into extreme religious shut down in a foster home where I was told I was bad and shouldn't wear tank tops or mini skirts or make up. Sex was bad except within the confines of marriage.