A million things went though my mind. My mother won't be ableto love me.... She is going to think I am a freak... My sister willfind out and tell e...eryone... This is not going to end well... if I hada gun I would have shot myself right then and there. I just wanted toclimb into a hole right then and never come out.Brian??? I could not move or speak. I just wanted to disappear... Iheard her footsteps coming closer. I didn't know what to do... Shejust walked up to me and put her arms. Black looks at me and asks if I’m okay and with a pretend smile on my face I say “yup just moving my feet.” He shrugs and goes back to watching TV.After a few minutes of feeling my ass and thigh John’s hand started moving up under my shirt then back down into my pants. I held my breath and bit my lip so as to not make any noise at that moment one of our aunts cam upstairs and told everyone Lunch was ready, John took his hand out of my pants and stood up to go down stairs. I looked around and to. How do you know my name!? I ignored her question and walked over to a cabinet from which I pulled out a blade. The fun was about to begin. What are you going to do? No please – dont kill me! You dont remember me, do you? I asked. HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!!! Yell all you want baby, there is no one around. There is no one around to help you. You are mine. My lips curled into a wicked smile as I see her lying on the lumpy mattress, bound and vulnerable. Except for her shoes, which must have. Without her knowing about it, I hoped it too, but in another way altogether.I know a father is never supposed to think like this. I know a father is supposed to be worried about what might be going on right now. About if any boy is taking advantage of his little girl. So why is that exactly the thing I'm fantasizing about?Make no mistake, I'm not fantasizing about any boy being rough with her or raping her, but unlike a regular father I'm fantasizing a boy is making moves on her, for the.