<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/oWbWnYQ.jpg?2)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Willow<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Daughter<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Afternoon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Private Lounge<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><br/>Poor Melody. Willow was a little scared when she saw Ian manhandle her sister like that, but she knew her brother wouldn’t hurt her sister. Well, not unless Melody wanted it. “Thank you for letting me choose the pictures to keep.” Willow nodded, suddenly really excited to see the pictures Ian had taken of her family. All the times she had missed out.<br/><br/>Her mother’s touches were relaxing her, and she nodded, smiling as she felt Alex’s breasts press against her back. This was her family. They wouldn’t hurt her or let anyone outside the family hurt her. Maybe this was their way of bonding. She listened to what Alex said, trying to understand her words in the context of the family’s empire and the new information she had. How far back did this practice go, she wondered.<br/><br/>Willow watched as Mel started giving Ian a blowjob. She wouldn’t do that if Ian had hurt her. With that, Willow knew she was in safe hands and relaxed even more. Now was the time for her to learn.<br/><br/>She looked to her father as he spoke and watched as he looked over her body. She smiled sweetly as he stroked her arms. She could feel his lips on her face, trailing down her neck and to her chest. Willow gave a small gasp when his lips met her collarbone, feeling a little shy. This was her father who had raised her and now he was kissing her where a man should kiss. It was supposed to be wrong, but Willow couldn’t deny that it felt good. She looked back towards her mother for reassurance. Was this really okay? Going forward meant her dynamic with her parents would change forever.