" You mean allow your father to hurt you tonight also?" Oh mom! He's not hurting me." But he's masturbating you! And he's forcing you to masturbate hi...!" Yes, I know it's wrong. But it doesn't hurt, and until we think of a safe way of tackling this problem, we can't do anything, mom." What if he wants you to do more than just masturbate?'"No, mom, he has promised not to do anything else." Are you sure?" Well, we have to trust him, mom." But you are only 16, and still a schoolgirl, Cindy. Is it. I didn't want to ruin that. I had a good job and I didn't want to be outted by anyone. So for a long time all I did was chat. I made some good online friends, who I'd chat with and wank off with as we chatted. I didn't have a cam on my computer at the time but there were some of the guys I chatted with who were happy out to show their cocks to me as I wanked off looking at them and sending them messages as they wanked. There were plenty of guys who were looking to hook up with me but I just. Mommy had dinner on the table it was my favorite. Grandma Lucy's chicken and dumplings. It was moms mothers recipe. A family classic actually. The dinner went by slowly, and as we finished daddy retired upstairs to take his nightly shower. I remember distinctively mommy's ear towards the stairs waiting for the water to start. She grabbed my arm pulling me into the first floor powder room as soon as it did. I was never allowed in there so I felt super privileged to be in there with mommy. I can. Arriving downstairs later, there was no Al to greet me, just as there had been no Al sleeping in my bedroom when I awoke. I ate breakfast but hardly tasted it.I had wanted to leave last night, as I thought there would be fewer Demons there at night. Now it was daylight, and they would all be there. I would need to be very careful and try to find someone who would show me where things were and help me find those who had kidnapped Al. The Guardian’s warning from last night had also made me.