He reached under my dress, grabbed the waistband of mypanties and tights then with one hard yank they were down around myankles.I struggled and squeal...ed but Daddy was so much stronger than me, hegrabbed me around the waist and with the other hand he pulled up myshort skirt and crinoline. I yelped in pain when his hand came down onmy bare bottom."It's time for you to learn the consequences of not behaving."Before I knew it Daddy had sat down on the sofa and had me over hisknee. I squirmed and. To all intentsand purposes I was a pretty young girl, soon to be standing by the sideof the road, alone and wearing only a light jacket and a very shortskirt for protection. For now though, I was hiding behind someshrubbery, and would be staying here for the next forty-five minutesuntil the guys were in place.I shivered as I felt the cool night air caress my exposed thighs andease their way up my short skirt, and I folded my arms underneath myfake breasts to give myself an illusion of comfort.. She looked around while she stood on the doorstep, staring at his car in the driveway. She heard voices, and then the door opened. Robby opened it."Come in," he said, as though she were retarded.She came in slowly, looking around for Ryan."He's in his room," Robby told her, walking back to the living room.She was left alone in the front hall, and she slowly walked towards his bedroom. She heard his stereo. She knocked on the door several times before she heard the music die down and Ryan loudly. . No. The house was red, not the white of home. She pulled her head back, turned around, and slid her back down the tree until she was sitting in the snow. The sheet, now a bit dirty and with some tears, protected her bottom somewhat. Ai leaned the shovel against the tree, made sure the keys were secure in her hand, sighed, and considered her options.She was lost.That, at least, was obvious. It had taken her awhile to recognize that fact. She had been focused so much on running, and not.