After a while, I looked up and dad was looking at me kinda funny.“What?” I said.He said nothing. He got his phone out and was looking at something.... He then said; “what do you want to watch on tv Sarah, lucky dog, Lassie, Clifford the Big Red Dog, Scooby-Doo?”I just looked at him not knowing what’s going on with him.”No, you can watch your baseball game, I'm going up to my room and text some friends of mine.”I got up and said good night. I went up to my bedroom, while my dad stayed up and watch. Except he was mine now.I rolled over and looked at him and for a second I got a wave ofterror.What had I done? What had happened to my life?This wasn't what I wanted, I didn't want to be living with this goon.He opened his eyes. "Mornin' love."I forced a smile. "Morning."He rolled over in his sleep and mumbled, "Make me some breakfast willyou Maureen."I rolled my eyes. That wasn't going to happen. I might have slept withhim overnight because my husband had left me but I wasn't going tobecome. The nipple in each was the tiniest little bud and each seemed to sit in its own slight depression. Unlike her sister's, which appeared crevassed and wrinkled when flat, this area on Pat's breasts was utterly smooth. There were only a few small bumps near their outer edges where the color faded gently into that of the surrounding skin.The nightgown tried to hang up part way down Pat's back and she shook herself to send it the rest of the way to the floor. Those breasts of hers bouncing side to. "The look on his future in-laws' faces was utterly priceless, and he figured he should just go ahead and make the kill shot."If you're worried about me telling Jade what you've done, don't. It's not my place to. But let me be completely clear… Don't expect me to treat either of you with a grain of respect, because I don't give a fuck about impressing you. The only thing in this world that I care about is your daughter. End of story."When Freddie had gotten through his whole spiel, he noticed.