SETTING: DJ's Bedroom

YEAR: 1990

TIME: 11:45pm

"Uncle Jesse, please – stop. Not tonight..." DJ pleaded as tears pricked at the corner of her eyes. She didn't know why she still pleaded for him to stop. He never would.

"Shhh," He whispered, climbing on top of her with a sinister grin plastered upon his dark features. "We wouldn't want to wake little Michelle or Stephanie now would we?"

Hot tears already began pouring down the pasty white cheeks of Donna Jo Tanner, everyone referred to her as DJ except the man that lied on top of her, slowly undressing her. That man was also known as Jesse Katsopolis – her uncle.

This had been going on for years now – since she was eleven years old to be exact. And no one knew of this. Not her dad, not Joey and certainly not Becky – Jesse's fiancee.

DJ's body had become completely numb to her Uncle's touch. She remembered the first time he forced himself upon her. She remembered it like it happened yesterday...

It had been a not so regular day at the Tanner household. It was a hot, summer day in San Francisco. It had been said on the news that San Francisco had been experiencing an extreme heat wave ranging from 98 degrees to 110. That kind of heat wave had not been experienced in California since the early '70s and had encouraged everyone to stay hydrated and recommended if you had an air condition to stay inside with it blowing all day, nonstop.

This particular day, Danny was needed at the station to keep San Francisco updated on the severely hot weather. Joey took Michelle and Stephanie to the local pool where all the young kids in the neighborhood would go.

DJ was at a pool party with Kimmy. A girl from their school – Kathy Santoni had thrown a pool party for all the popular junior high kids to attend.

The day was winding down, but the weather still remained humid and didn't seem it would change anytime soon. DJ remembered calling her Uncle to pick her and Kimmy up because Kimmy's mother dropped them both off on her way to work.

DJ remembered the exact bathing suit she had on. It was a hot pink two piece that had ruffles at the end. It was super cute, she and Kimmy had gone shopping the day before and Kimmy had picked it out for DJ, saying it suited her well. DJ had to give Kimmy the credit for this one; she certainly didn't go unnoticed at the party.

"You had fun, huh?" She remembered Jesse asking, standing in the doorway of her and Stephanie's room with a lopsided grin on his face.

DJ looked up from lying on her bed, her bathing suit still on. "Yeah, we had a blast Uncle Jesse." She smiled brightly, looking back down at her Teen Beat magazine.

Jesse walked in, hands in pockets and sat down on her bed where DJ was lying on her stomach. She remembered him placing his hand on her lower back. The feeling of his cold hand on her bare skin sent chills down her spine.

"Did you talk to any boys there, Deej?" He asked, his eyes burning into the back of her head.

DJ began to feel slightly uncomfortable. "Um, only a few I guess..." She gulped.

Jesse clenched his jaw at the thought of DJ, hugged up with some random boy touching all over her.

"Did they try and get you to have sex with them?"

DJ turned and looked at him, startled and angry. "What, no of course not Uncle Jesse! Why would you ask me something like that?"

"You don't understand how young boys at you're age are thinking, Deej. They all only want one thing from a girl and once they get it, they will throw you away and forget about you like you were yesterday's news."

Jesse went on, "I care about you Deej, I wouldn't want you to go out and do something you'll regret just because you wanted to fit in."

"I'm not that kind of girl, Uncle Jesse." DJ was now uncomfortable with the way this conversation was going. Sex was an awkward thing for DJ and it was extremely weird talking about it with Uncle Jesse.

"Good," Jesse said, brushing his hand against the side of her face, his hand lingering on her face and shoulder longer than it should have. "You want your first time to be special, not something you're going to hate yourself for doing for the rest of your life…" Jesse's eyes gazing into hers. It was a look in his eyes that DJ, still to this day could not place. "You want it to be with someone you love, whom you trust and someone who knows you like the palm of their hand." Jesse was dangerously close to DJ as his hands ran up and down her bare legs.

"Uncle Jessie…w-what are you doing?"

He moved a couple strands of hair that fell in her face behind her ear. "You're so beautiful…" He murmured. "You look just like your mother more and more every day."

"Uncle Jesse…" DJ started but was quickly cut off by a pair of lips, pressing hard against hers. She felt her heart beat loudly against her chest as she tried to pull away, but the grip he had on her was way too strong.

"Uncle…Jesse…stop…p…please!"

He pulled her body onto his lap, pressing her exposed body against him. "Kiss me, DJ. Kiss me back now." He demanded in their kiss.

DJ couldn't believe what was happening and who it was happening with. She tried her best to try and break free, her hands pounding against his chest. But he seemed not in the least bit moved by her fists colliding with his chest. All he did was grab ahold of her knuckles with his free hand and briefly pull away.

"Stop fighting it, Donna Jo. This is how it's going to be. You're going to enjoy it. Got it?" Before she could even respond his lips crashed against hers roughly once again. He leaned her down on the bed and roughly removing every content of clothing she had on, which didn't take very long since she was in a swim suit.

The hurt and pain she felt that day. She could never forget the feeling of the painful experience of her Uncle slowly taking away her most precious gift. With every thrust, moan and weep, she felt a little part of her die inside.

DJ's tearful eyes blurred her vision as she felt him remove his body from hers. Her heart beating rapidly as he stood over her. She quickly grabbed the sheets from her bed, covering herself in shame. Even though it was dark in the room, she could almost see the twisted grin that rested on his features.

"Please go…" She whimpered, sinking deeper into her covers.

Without saying a word, Jesse slid on his trousers and t-shirt. He leaned down as DJ cowered away and grimace as his lips pressed against her forehead.

"Goodnight Donna Jo. Sweet dreams…" were the last words his spoke to her that night.

She turned to Stephanie's side of the room and seen she was sound asleep. DJ had only hoped that Uncle Jesse wouldn't start on her or Michelle. They were so young, so innocent. They didn't deserve it.

DJ silently whimpered to herself as she slid out of the bed, hoping she wouldn't wake Stephanie. She quickly grabbed all her supplies and headed off to the bathroom, hoping to wash away the grimy feeling she felt on the inside and out.

"Oh God, help me…" She remembered saying to herself as she soaked into her hot, bubble bath.

The heat of the water hitting all the right places..., if only life could be this simple…