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as he looked at his lying daughter.
"Not wearing that you
aren't," he said quietly as he reached the last step. He was wearing a
white cotton shirt and gym shorts and I couldn't help but check out his body. I
bit my lip as he kept his slow pace toward me. With every step he took, my
heart pounded harder. "Why is it that five minutes ago, you were tucked
into bed, but all of a sudden you've decided to go meet up with Jenny?"
I didn't know what to say, I just
looked down. When he got to me, he grabbed my purse without hesitation.
"Hey!" I cried out as
he opened it up and stuck his hand in. I couldn't believe it when he started
rifling through my belongings, as if my privacy meant nothing to him. I
shouldn't have been surprised, though. I knew that my privacy didn't mean anything
to him, actually. He already knew my ass cheeks and my pubic hair intimately,
what was looking through my purse to him?
He pulled out my mascara, then
took another look at my face. "Makeup to see Jenny?" he asked
sarcastically. I kept silent. He snickered when he found the lipstick, tossing
it on the ground. I remained quiet.
He froze. I knew what it was that
he found. He dropped my purse entirely, his hand on only one object. As it
clattered to the ground, coins clattering all over the phone, I had never been
more embarrassed.
He was holding a square, yellow
wrapper.
"I'm sure you'll need this
when you go see Jenny," he said.
"Max, I can explain..."
I started.
"Oh, so now it's back to
Max. I can see now that you haven't learned a thing from our lessons," he
said. "Do you know how I caught you on the way out?"
I had no idea, so I shook my
head. Max grabbed me by the hair and began to lead me up the stairs. I tried to
struggle away from him, but he walked up the stairs toward my room. As we
entered, he flipped on the light and let go of my hair.
I looked on the bed. It looked
nothing like a sleeping body in the light. "You're a terrible liar, Kari,
and you can't even make a proper body in a bed. I watched you sneak past my
room. Now you're going to start telling the truth."
I withered under his piercing
gaze. "Ok, Max."
"I'm sorry, what was
that?" he asked.
I knew what he wanted, and I
could already feel the want growing in the pit of my stomach. "Yes,
Daddy."
"Much better. Now, how many
guys have you let run through you?" Max asked.
My mouth dropped.
"None."
Max laughed. "None. That's a joke. I've seen how you
act. Remember the video? You have no problem drinking, making out with others,
and jumping in a pool naked."
I shook my head. "I'm
serious, I'm a virgin." I couldn't believe I was telling this to my
stepfather, but there had to be some way to convince him. I walked over to my
closet, where the box of condoms was. I grabbed the box and handed it to him.
"Check it, it's a box of ten
and there should be nine left in it," I said.
"Oh, so you've already
worked your way through an entire box and are working at your second?" he
asked accusingly.
I groaned. "Max-"
He grabbed my hair again and
pulled. "Don't you 'Max' me," he said through gritted teeth.
"You're hurting me,
Daddy," I said. I just wanted this conversation to be over so I could go
to bed.
He let go of me, then looked at
me up and down. In my short black skirt and silver top, I knew I was a sight to
behold. I loved the way he was looking at me right now.
"You know that men wouldn't
be able to resist you in that outfit, don't you?" he asked.
"Yes, Daddy," I
responded.
He licked his lips. He obviously
loved being called Daddy. "Then how am I supposed to believe that you're a
virgin when you're dressed like that?"
I bit my lip. "I dressed
this way because I didn't want to be a virgin anymore," I blurted out.
Max's eyes seemed to bug out a
little bit at that. He was still holding the condom in his hand. "And you
honestly think that the young punk that you were going to meet tonight was
going to use this?"
I looked back down. I hoped he
would. I wasn't on birth
"Not wearing that you
aren't," he said quietly as he reached the last step. He was wearing a
white cotton shirt and gym shorts and I couldn't help but check out his body. I
bit my lip as he kept his slow pace toward me. With every step he took, my
heart pounded harder. "Why is it that five minutes ago, you were tucked
into bed, but all of a sudden you've decided to go meet up with Jenny?"
I didn't know what to say, I just
looked down. When he got to me, he grabbed my purse without hesitation.
"Hey!" I cried out as
he opened it up and stuck his hand in. I couldn't believe it when he started
rifling through my belongings, as if my privacy meant nothing to him. I
shouldn't have been surprised, though. I knew that my privacy didn't mean anything
to him, actually. He already knew my ass cheeks and my pubic hair intimately,
what was looking through my purse to him?
He pulled out my mascara, then
took another look at my face. "Makeup to see Jenny?" he asked
sarcastically. I kept silent. He snickered when he found the lipstick, tossing
it on the ground. I remained quiet.
He froze. I knew what it was that
he found. He dropped my purse entirely, his hand on only one object. As it
clattered to the ground, coins clattering all over the phone, I had never been
more embarrassed.
He was holding a square, yellow
wrapper.
"I'm sure you'll need this
when you go see Jenny," he said.
"Max, I can explain..."
I started.
"Oh, so now it's back to
Max. I can see now that you haven't learned a thing from our lessons," he
said. "Do you know how I caught you on the way out?"
I had no idea, so I shook my
head. Max grabbed me by the hair and began to lead me up the stairs. I tried to
struggle away from him, but he walked up the stairs toward my room. As we
entered, he flipped on the light and let go of my hair.
I looked on the bed. It looked
nothing like a sleeping body in the light. "You're a terrible liar, Kari,
and you can't even make a proper body in a bed. I watched you sneak past my
room. Now you're going to start telling the truth."
I withered under his piercing
gaze. "Ok, Max."
"I'm sorry, what was
that?" he asked.
I knew what he wanted, and I
could already feel the want growing in the pit of my stomach. "Yes,
Daddy."
"Much better. Now, how many
guys have you let run through you?" Max asked.
My mouth dropped.
"None."
Max laughed. "None. That's a joke. I've seen how you
act. Remember the video? You have no problem drinking, making out with others,
and jumping in a pool naked."
I shook my head. "I'm
serious, I'm a virgin." I couldn't believe I was telling this to my
stepfather, but there had to be some way to convince him. I walked over to my
closet, where the box of condoms was. I grabbed the box and handed it to him.
"Check it, it's a box of ten
and there should be nine left in it," I said.
"Oh, so you've already
worked your way through an entire box and are working at your second?" he
asked accusingly.
I groaned. "Max-"
He grabbed my hair again and
pulled. "Don't you 'Max' me," he said through gritted teeth.
"You're hurting me,
Daddy," I said. I just wanted this conversation to be over so I could go
to bed.
He let go of me, then looked at
me up and down. In my short black skirt and silver top, I knew I was a sight to
behold. I loved the way he was looking at me right now.
"You know that men wouldn't
be able to resist you in that outfit, don't you?" he asked.
"Yes, Daddy," I
responded.
He licked his lips. He obviously
loved being called Daddy. "Then how am I supposed to believe that you're a
virgin when you're dressed like that?"
I bit my lip. "I dressed
this way because I didn't want to be a virgin anymore," I blurted out.
Max's eyes seemed to bug out a
little bit at that. He was still holding the condom in his hand. "And you
honestly think that the young punk that you were going to meet tonight was
going to use this?"
I looked back down. I hoped he
would. I wasn't on birth
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