I went to him the third time it happened, it was raining and the thunders scared me. We did it again, I enjoyed it. We began to do it more often, and each time I enjoyed it more. Well,” he said. How did one proceed in this conversation? “Well,” he said again. And finally, “No, Katie, your mother and I don't really have sex that much anymore.”

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I lived like someone on a mission, and I wanted to be free from the service, but I just couldn’t. In moments of weakness, I would always think about what my father and I had. Thinking about our perfect love brought me tears and gave me joy. At such moments, I would really try to feel and have fun, I would let my guard down to see if I would be alive again. It was no use. No other man was like my father. No one even came close. No one was able to get me right, something was always missing. With my dad it was perfect, he knew just what I wanted, and how. No two people were ever in sync as my father and I was. No other man could bring me alive.

“Am I Normal?”

Forced, reluctant, and rough one-shot. See tags for full kink list.) Language: English Words: 4,257 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 7 Kudos: 387 Bookmarks: 60 Hits: 30,194 My father gave no reason for killing me. He couldn’t explain why we could no longer have what we had. There was nothing I didn’t think, there was no thought I didn’t wish to explain his decision by. Something, perhaps, must have happened to his hormones. I couldn’t believe this was my perfect father. I couldn’t believe my day could ever become so dark. Even though we have overpowered central air conditioning system, I've always walking into the house, and finding my wife only walking around in skimpy underwear and what appeared to be a hastily thrown on a short thin silk white robe. I was twelve that first time, and a happy child, happier than any other child I knew. I doubt if any other child had so much love. I was my father’s lover and he was mine. Everything was perfect.

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My father broke up with me. Just like that. He said it wasn’t right, what we do, and that we must stop. End of matter. It felt like a full stop at the end of an epitaph. It was too sudden. Not pretending,” he told her. “I just highly doubt that your Vanessa Linares and my Vanessa Linares are the same people.” My nagging feeling actually started when after she started working from our house, she also insisted on her "co worker" ... come and work from the same place, that way, neither of them would get lonely at any point. Reacting to the development, the state Commissioner of Police, Lawal, Shehu expressed worry over the increasing rate of rape cases in the state and vowed that all rape suspects will be charged to court and prosecuted. He said: “Since January, we have arrested over 10 suspected rapists, only this week we recorded over five cases. It is worrisome that among the suspects arrested is a 45-year-old man who raped his 11-year-old daughter and two aged men who are between 45 to 54 years who raped teenage girls of between two years and four years”.I've had friends and family telling me that they've seen her and the guy frequenting out the way travel lodges... Actually, I did know a girl named Vanessa Linares,” he said, trying to be vague. His daughter glowered at him.

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How could he end something so wonderful, something so perfect? He said he still loved me, but I didn’t believe him, I couldn’t believe that. He couldn’t even look me in the eye when he said it. There must have been a reason, but I didn’t care for whatever it was. I knew it wasn’t about right or wrong, there is no love that can be wrong, especially the kind we had. It was beautiful; we were one, my father and I. Our love transcended that of a father and his daughter. It was the stuff of heaven. No, His reason wasn’t religious, not at all, my father wasn’t that sentimental. I was his sole religion, he worshiped me. It was the last day I spoke or saw my father. He killed me, so I made sure I remained dead to him. I became a living dead, dead inside and alive only in looks. This is why I’m sounding a note of caution to parents,especially mothers, to always monitor the movement of their female children. I particularly want to warn mothers to be always on alert because rape is on the increase and teenagers and little children between five and fifteen years are now the victims.orphan_account Fandoms: Father/Daughter - Fandom, Incest - Fandom, Hardcore - Fandom, daddy - Fandom TLDR: I dont know how to do summaries lol. Language: English Words: 3,804 Chapters: 4/4 Kudos: 130 Bookmarks: 21 Hits: 19,618