Daddy's Little Slut ((AngelicGrace and Eeyore))
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				Title: <strong>Daddy's Little Slut ((AngelicGrace and Eeyore))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>24-02-2010, 02:27:10</strong>
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				Carlie Andrews had just gotten home from school that day and she was wondering whether or not her father was home. She knew that her mother couldn't be home because her mother was never home anymore. That wasn't much of a surprise to her family anymore, but heh, it was something that they got used to. Well, she wasn't sure to be honest if her father had much gotten used to what was going on in their household anymore. She could definitely see where he wouldn't be much comfortable with the way that things were going for him and his wife. Carlie wondered briefly whether or not he even really knew about her mother having affairs when she was off at these supposed "business trips." It was certainly something that she had worried about over the past couple of years. She honestly just wasn't sure if her father knew, but he was a smart man so she figured that he must have to know. He couldn't be that clueless when her mother was taking trips that lasted several days at a time or longer than that sometimes. It was just a bit too obvious to her at this point and she wondered if he was obvious to him as well, but she honestly wasn't sure anymore. <br><br>She was wearing her usual private school uniform. It consisted of a white long sleeved button up shirt, a black tie, a red over top that looked more like a vest, but wasn't quite, a black and red skirt and she was supposed to wear knee highs except that she just decided to wear black stockings with garters beneath her skirt. Besides, it wasn't like the boys at school didn't know that if she liked them that she would give them what they wanted. She was quite good at giving boys what they wanted and most of the girls at her school were quite jealous of her as well. What girl wouldn't be with the way that Carlie looked? She was a dark haired beauty that had semi long, slightly curly dark hair with some streaks of blond in it, she had pale blue eyes, soft smooth tan skin, long legs, a round perky bottom that just begged to be spanked or grabbed and breasts that were quite big for a girl her size. They were also very perky and tight as much as her round perfect bottom and lots of the girls at her school were jealous of her because of that reason. Most guys thought she looked like the perfect kind of girl that they could use for their bodies desires and Carlie was more than happy to give most boys that. She rarely kept a boyfriend for very long. <br><br>Even though she was a bit, or more than a bit, of a slut, she was also very good at her studies. She dedicated herself to her studies when she wasn't off with a boy with his dick in one of her&nbsp; holes or with more than dick in each of her holes. She was an honor roll student and she took pride in that very much. She very much wanted to go to college and succeed in life, so her homework and such things were important and sometimes even if it meant not going out on a night with a boy or at a party, then she would stay in and finish her homework. But normally, she finished with enough time to go out on the weekends and party. <br><br>Carlie, despite her beauty and even more wonderful features than her body, had never really had a steady boyfriend in her life. And that was due to the fact that she was actually in love with her father very much so. It was not something that you found in many sixteen year old teenagers, but she honestly didn't care. And that was partly why it broke her heart so much to see her mother betraying her father. She honestly didn't know if he knew or what he thought of it, but she was pretty sure that he stayed loyal to her mother. She thought that that was rather a good quality about her father, well, at least if it was true and from what she could tell it really was. Which was quite amazing considering that Carlie was pretty sure that her father and mother hadn't been having sex in quite a long time and with how she dressed around the house trying to seduce him, she thought that was rather remarkable of him. <br><br>She walked through the door of the house and she put down her book bag on the floor next to the front door and she looked around the living room. She didn't see him anywhere in sight, but that didn't mean that he wasn't there. She walked through the hallways of the rather spacious house that they had due to both her fathers and her mothers jobs and started yelling for him. <strong>"Dad, are you home?"</strong> she called out. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Daddy's Little Slut ((AngelicGrace and Eeyore))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>03-03-2010, 15:50:29</strong>
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				Peter Andrews was indeed home. He was sitting alone in his office, surrounded by the comfort of the musty smelling books, the leather of his chair, the fine wood of his desk. All he needed now was a cigar and a red robe and he'd be in a gentleman club of the 1800's England. Of course, he was far from 1800's England, as if the large monitor on his desk didn't give that away. <br><br>Peter had arrived home early today. It was a&nbsp; Friday so most people were leaving early. He had plenty of work to do, of course, but preferred to do it in the comforts of his own home. His Wife was on another business trip so he quite fancied the idea of getting drunk tonight. He had a nice malt whiskey in his home office that was just begging him for some attention. Carlie, his daughter, was sure to be heading out to party with friends on such a Friday night so he'd lock himself in his office, lights dimmed low, drinking from the whiskey decanter. It was just a bit too early to do that yet. He needed to eat dinner first - pizza was the easiest option as he didn't particularly feel like cooking for one.<br><br>His button down shirt was unbuttoned at the top, tie hanging loosely around his neck. He was leaning back in his chair, feet propped up on the hardwood of his desk. His dark hair was beginning to show the first flecks of gray though he kept his body in good shape, frequently working out and excercising. He wasn't sure why he bothered anymore though, his wife was interested in other men, not him.<br><br>He was well aware of what her business trips really meant, having first caught on about a year ago. Things had soured since then, of course, but they didn't want to divorce until after Carlie was done with school. But he had remained faithful, he had not sewed his seed in other fields. And he wouldn't until they were divorced or separated. He didn't want to put Carlie through that! Her voice broke him out of his daydreams and he sits up. He moves to the door to his office and opens it.<br><br>"Yeah, I'm in my office." He calls back. "Everything OK?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Daddy's Little Slut ((AngelicGrace and Eeyore))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 10:05:32</strong>
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				Carlie didn't really know if her father had gotten off work early or not. He seemed to be getting off early more days than not and coming home to shut himself up in his study. It was rather hard to see her father like this and, well, her parents in general. She didn't very much like her mother anymore for what she was doing to her father, but she didn't know if something had happened between the two of them or perhaps her mother was just plain flat out a bitch. Though, she could remember times when her father and mother had been happy together when she had been younger. They had smiled more and they had just been much more pleasant around each other than they were now. It seemed as though something had honestly fizzled out and she felt much more awful about it then she thought her own parents did. <br><br>Obviously Carlie was jealous of the fact that her parents had had their own intimacy together once because she hadn't even been able to experience that with the man she loved yet, but well, it wasn't really traditional that a daughter loved her father the way that Carlie loved her father. She knew that it wasn't right and that what she felt wasn't normal, but she honestly didn't care. She knew that her father needed someone now more than ever in his life and she desperately wanted to be that woman. She knew that eventually her mother and father would get a divorce and she wanted to be the woman that he ended up with. She honestly didn't know if that was going to happen, but she could only honestly hope that it would happen like that. That was the only reason that she went through so much with the other boys to gain the experience to please her father when he finally gave into his urges and her own. Well, at least, she hoped that he had urges towards her. <br><br>That was when she heard her fathers voice coming from his study and she sighed softly and ran a hand through her long dark hair. So, he was home. Again. She didn't understand why he was home so much sometimes because she thought that a man like himself that was as handsome and wonderful looking would've found another woman by now, but it was obvious that he wanted to try and stay faithful to his wife. She hoped that she could change his mind on that. She walked towards his study and softly pushed the door open and walked inside. <br><br><strong>"Hi Daddy. I just wanted to see if you were home again or not. What are you up to?"</strong> she asked softly. She loved how he looked so rugged and handsome when he had his tie undone and his shirt unbuttoned a bit. She didn't at all mind the specks of gray in his hair at all. She thought that he looked rather handsome with them there and it all just made him much more attractive to her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Daddy's Little Slut ((AngelicGrace and Eeyore))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 20:30:41</strong>
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				Peter had little idea that his daughter was a slut, a girl eager to please the boys, acting the way she dressed. He did know that she was at a 'dangerous' age, where her full figure and school clothes gave many men dangerous desires and fantasies. She was certainly old enough to be considered a woman, but she was also certainly young enough to be a 'prize conquest' for a man his age. What older man didn't dream about banging a teenage twat? And what guy, of any age, didn't have a 'school-girl' fantasy?<br><br>"Hey, babe." He responds, sinking back in his chair as she enters his office. Was that a hint of a garter he saw as her skirt kicked up as she walked towards him? "Oh, you know, the usual. Finishing up some work then planning on spending some quality time with my Whiskey decanter and glass." He adds with a smile crossing his lips. "What about you? Going out tonight?"<br><br>Girls her age were so very interested in boys, he thought. It was all about parties and movies and sneaking in kisses. Old enough to drive alone, of course, but he did not mind dropping her off places. Of course, if a boy broke her heart, well, he'd have something to say about that. But as far as he could remember, she didn't have a sweetheart or a steady boyfriend. Perhaps he should pay more attention to her, to her life, get to know the young woman she had turned into. He had no idea if she had even had a steady boyfriend, if any at all. <br><br>"Your mother is on work again." He sighs. "So if you need anything this week, let me know."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Daddy's Little Slut ((AngelicGrace and Eeyore))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 02:21:00</strong>
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				Carlie honestly wished all of the time that her father would give her the same looks that most of the boys at school tended to give her. It was just something that she so desperately craved and she was more than sure that he didn't see it at all. She could honestly understand that as well because of the fact that what father saw something sexy and desirable in his sixteen year old daughter? It was quite obvious to her right now that her father didn't see her that way at all and she was beginning to wonder at all anymore if she could seduce him. Was there anything there to seduce or was she just trying to win something that was completely out of her reach? She had thought with as long as her mother had not been giving him sex that he would surely come around to seeing that he had a beautiful and sexy young girl for his daughter, but it was apparent that lately all he was interested in was getting himself drunk and wasted while he remained faithful to her mother. <br><br>It should've been something that she should've been quite happy about and instead of that, it was something that was making her rather upset at the moment. What girl who was in love with an older man wouldn't be disappointed that she couldn't seduce him? Unfortunately, most young women her age that had good looks the way that she did actually could seduce the older men and Carlie was sure that she probably could manage to seduce an older man that wasn't her father, but that wasn't what she wanted. She honestly wanted to be able to seduce her father and she was getting very close to completely giving up on him. She had been at this for nearly two to three years now and he still hadn't looked at her the way that she wanted him to. She wasn't sure that there was much hope for getting him to look at her that way anymore. <br><br><strong>"Dad, why do you have to drink? Isn't there something else that you could be doing instead? I know mom isn't around a lot and I know why, but I am still here, Dad."</strong> she said softly. She thought perhaps that maybe what her father needed was a reminder that he still had a daughter to take care of and one that wanted him in her life. But instead he seemed quite determined to just drink himself wasted and then go to sleep. She was sure that if there had been some other young women around that he would gladly take advantage of that instead of her and that was really starting to make her hurt inside, but what could she honestly do? Pretty much nothing at this point. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Daddy's Little Slut ((AngelicGrace and Eeyore))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-03-2010, 14:05:14</strong>
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				Oh, if only she was 'there' for him! He hadn't been laid in quite some time and had been eyeing her and her friends more and more in a way that disturbed even him. That round, firm ass...those perky, full breasts...those full lips...that tight stomach. They were all the same, the girls her age. He had caught himself picturing them naked, bouncing up and down on his hard cock, his cum covering their faces or filling their oh-so-tight pussies. He certainly had such desires when some of her friends came around to swim in the pool, and even lately with the way his own daughter dresses such thoughts had forbidden filled his mind too. It was partially why he drank, to drown out such thoughts lest he be tempted by them. And to become dead to the world and his cheating slut of a wife.<br><br>"Oh, grownups enjoy a drink now and then. Its like drinking a soda, I suppose. Makes us happy, takes our mind off things. Quenches thirst." He responds, looking her over absentmindedly. "I know you're here for me. I'm here for you too. You should go out and have some fun with your friends tonight. I fancy a little peace and quiet in my office tonight - it has been a long, stressful week of work. I need a break."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Daddy's Little Slut ((AngelicGrace and Eeyore))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>24-03-2010, 03:23:47</strong>
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				If there was one thing about her father that she honestly despised, it was his drinking habits. She honestly didn't think that he noticed that she had certainly taken notice of his horrible habit of going straight to that damn bottle! Sure, even her and her friends drank, though more them than her, but she honestly didn't think that it went to the point her father had taken it. She knew that her mother was not there or around for him anymore and it had infuriated her, but she was rather furious with the man that she loved for being damn irresponsible and letting himself get caught in the horrible mindset he had. It was obvious that he was not happy with the way his life was and part of that also upset Carlie because she was still his daughter and she was still around. She certainly noticed the way he sneak looks at her friends when they were over and sure some of them were blonder and a bit more curvy in certain ways, but it never failed to piss her off. She also knew that most of her friends thought her father was a very handsome man and had overheard many conversations about him before. <br><br>It was not a happy realization to come to when you realize that your friends are more than willing to come over just to reveal their firm young bodies to the man that you love. Not to mention that Carlie had to keep it a secret from everyone or else they would report her to some lunie bin and tell them that she was perverted and disgusting. She certainly didn't need that in her life and she was certain that her father didn't either, but that was why it was hard sometimes to let her friends come over and then have to watch them parade around the house in front of her sexy father as if they were willing to jump on his cock at any moments notice. Besides, it didn't really make her feel good when at least two or three of them were blondes and she was clearly a brunette. Most brunettes felt a bit inferior or else more discriminative towards blondes. Carlie felt more inferior considering how many men in this world tended to love blondes for one reason or another. Not all of her friends that were blondes were well made out with the curves, but it didn't help that they were all sexy in their own way. <br><br>Though, she honestly couldn't help the fact that she was getting mad at her father for his behavior because oddly enough it felt as though he were pushing her aside and if he was going to do that, then she wouldn't be very nice about it. She was still a teenager at heart and that much was clear from her next statement. <strong>"Ya know, most fathers actually tend to <em>worry</em> about their daughters going out and having a good time and with the way that my friends are, you would think you would worry more about it than you do. Instead, you and mom just go about your damn lives as if I don't exist and if that is the way you are going to treat me than fine! If you want to stick yourself in your office all day and drink your lethal alchol than I will just go do something like pierce my body up or have sex with as many boys as I want! Perhaps then the two of you will realize that you are both failing as parents!"</strong> she said angrily to him. She whirled around, making damn sure that the uniform skirt twirled enough to reveal the garter straps and her thong beneath her skirt before she walked out of his office and slammed the door hard.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Daddy's Little Slut ((AngelicGrace and Eeyore))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-03-2010, 15:14:08</strong>
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				Her outburst caught him by surprise. It shocked him into silence, eyes wide, mouth hanging open as he tries to find the words to respond to her tirade. His eyes inadvertently dropped to her ass and the flash of the garters she wore underneath them as she spun away from him and stormed out the door. She certainly had a point, didn't she? Dressing like THAT was sure to make guys came drooling after her with their hard pricks ready and willing. He would certainly bend her over the nearest table and pound away at her if he was her age.<br><br>His face flushes at the sudden arrival of that unbidden thought. If he wasn't RELATED to her, he chides himself. She certainly took after her mother in the looks department - was it any surprise that he was attracted to her then? Or that guys would be falling all over themselves to get a piece of her ass? He certainly would in their position. He slides his chair back and rises, moving over to the whiskey decanter before pouring himself a glass, which he quickly downs. It was never too early to start drinking and he might need it tonight, with how angry Carlie already was with him. <br><br>Shaking his head, he moves to the door and opens it, it was time to set things straight with her. "Carlie? Where'd you go?" He calls, already heading towards the stairs figuring she had headed back to her bedroom as opposed to elsewhere in the house.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Daddy's Little Slut ((AngelicGrace and Eeyore))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 21:25:35</strong>
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				Carlie actually could not believe that she had just yelled at her father like that, but she honestly felt like he deserved it. How many parents actually told their daughters to go out and party like that? It wasn't very responsible. She just didn't honestly see how her parents could honestly go about their lives like this. It was as if they didn't even really care what they were doing to their only daughter. And that was more hurtful than she could honestly remember something being. She knew a lot of her friends parents cared a lot about what they were doing and they did not always let them out of the house, but her parents? They obviously wanted her out of the damn house and she felt like doing something stupid just to make a point to them that they should care instead of not caring. It was quite immature and she knew she wouldn't do it, but dammit she felt like doing it anyways. She knew she wouldn't, so there was no point in even dwelling on the fact that she wanted to. <br><br>She walked into her room and slammed the door shut as she sighed as she leaned against the door. Her room was much like any girls room with the walls being a white color that fit the room quite well. She had a dresser, a vanity stand, a closet, a bathroom connecting to her bedroom and a quite big bed. It seemed much like from the way her room looked that her parents honestly did spoil her, but that didn't always necessarily matter so much to a girl her age. Some girls her age honestly thought it was a big deal that she had her own car and that she had almost everything that she wanted, but it wasn't quite something that she looked at as a blessing. She honestly wished her parents would pay more attention than they honestly did. <br><br>Carlie decided to get undressed and that was when she heard her fathers voice calling out to her. She clenched her teeth and refused to say anything to him as she started to remove her uniform. She started with the tie and over vest before she threw off the long sleeved shirt onto her bed. She was standing there in her uniform skirt and a black bra that encased her full breasts quite perfectly. Her golden skin seemed perfectly contrasting with the dark black color of her bra and uniform and it made her look like some kind of sexy porn star that was just a little underage. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Daddy's Little Slut ((AngelicGrace and Eeyore))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 23:00:01</strong>
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				He heard her door slam closed. She knew his policy regarding slamming doors - he DID NOT stand for it! Her behavior today had been rather unacceptable - first yelling at him, now slamming the door. What had gotten into the girl? He certainly had to go and give her a good tongue lashing. He was not to be walked all over! He was her father, god-damn-it! He takes the stairs two at a time, bounding up them with out becoming winded. He was fuming with rage however and pauses outside of her door.<br><br>"Breathe..." He murmurs, trying to calm himself down. The last thing he needed to do was to make her even angrier at him. Teenagers could be the devil when they were pissed at you. They could certainly make your life a living hell. He knew all about that - he had been a teenager at one point himself. He knew he hadn't been the best kid growing up so he had always tried to be there for Carlie. His wife screwing around behind his back over recent years had certainly effected his relationship with her though. It didn't help that she was the spitting image of her mother.<br><br>He pauses outside her door, raising his fist to knock on it three times. He wasn't the type to go barging into some ones room before knocking. "Carlie? I know you're in there." He calls out, straining his ears to listen for her movement. Its not like she could have gone anywhere else. He had heard the unmistakable sound of her door slamming shut. There was no other way out of her room. But he wasn't ready to open the door himself. It would be far better if she did. He had no idea she was standing half-naked on the other side of the door. "Can we talk? I don't want you being mad at me..."
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				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>29-04-2010, 01:56:57</strong>
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				Carlie was still undressing in her room when she heard her father come up the stairs. Despite the fact that she was in love with him and cared for him and wanted him in so many other ways, she was kind of pissed off at him at the moment. She didn't really care to talk to him at the moment and she was sure that that was going to make him mad, but she didn't care right now. <strong>"Well, I think it is a little late for that, don't you!?"</strong> she yelled at him through the door. She unhooked her lacy black bra and her full heavy tight breasts came bouncing free of the confinements. Her nipples were swollen and hard and they were an enticing pink color much like her pretty luscious lips were. Her nipples were enticing to most boys that she slept with and most of them commented on how sexy they really were. They were not the largest nipples in the world, but they weren't completely small either. They were a medium sized and almost the perfect size for her petite curvy body. <br><br>She threw the bra onto her bed and lifted one of her long smooth legs up onto the bed to remove her shoes and she threw those down by the bottom of her bed and hooked her fingers in her skirt and drew the skirt down over her shapely hips. She stepped out of it and grabbed the clothes to put them in the dirty hamper that was in her bathroom. She walked into her bathroom with her feet in nothing, but black thigh hi stockings and she was wearing nothing, but the stockings, sexy thong and garter belt. She looked quite the sexy stripper image with her long dark hair flowing around her back and her breasts full and tight and pert. Her bottom was also perfection with just the right amount of bounce, roundness and taut tightness to it. The kind of ass you would expect from a girl her size and age. <br><br>She bent over to pick up her shoes and put them in her closet. She didn't even think about the fact that she was in a very naked state of clothing and that her father was right outside of the door. <strong>"Besides, your just pissed off because you know that I am right! You know that you are being an irresponsible parent and that I am just right about everything I said! That is why you are acting this way, Dad! If you actually pulled your head out of your ass and stop being such a pussy to mom than maybe things would be better!!"</strong> she yelled rudely through the wood of her door. Carlie was quite upset about the way things were going with her little seductive games, so she was slightly starting to take it out on her father and she hoped that he tried to barge into her room and saw her body exposed like this. She knew that she had an even better body than her own mom did because of her mother and father getting older and she was still a young teen. So, she knew the kind of effect that seeing his hot little daughters body would have on him and she just crawled onto her bed and laid there on her stomach with her full heavy breasts swinging slightly against the sheets of her bed and her round perfect ass jutting out as she swung her stocking clad legs back and forth. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Daddy's Little Slut ((AngelicGrace and Eeyore))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>01-05-2010, 20:46:47</strong>
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				Carlie had just crossed the line. What right did she have to say that to him? She was only a teenager - she didn't know jack shit about being married or a relationship. She didn't know what went on behind closed doors. She was young and naive! He tried to control his temper, tried to control ripping her door off its hinges. His hands ball into fists as he tries to contain himself, biting his tongue as best he can. Breathe, he reminds himself, breathe. It wasn't good enough. <br><br>"How DARE you say that! How DARE you say THAT to me!" He yells back through her door. "You have no fucking idea what has gone on between me and your mother. How dare you pretend to even know whats going on? Are you suddenly the expert on relationships? What the hell do you even know about marriage? You haven't even had a god damned serious relationship with anyone!" He had rarely, if ever, cursed in front of her, even though she was plenty old enough to have learned such words on her own.<br><br>His hand closes over her door handle and pushes down, opening the door. He steps through and slams the door closed, turning on her. "Do you realize how hard I work to keep a roof over our heads? Its not my fault your mother is a whore - I'm sorry if I can't be home 24-7 to fuck her because I'm too busy trying to make a living. You have no fucking idea wh-..." He stops mid sentence, eyes going wide, anger subsiding as he sees her there, standing naked if not for her garter. "I...uh..." He turns his face ashamedly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Daddy's Little Slut ((AngelicGrace and Eeyore))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>01-05-2010, 21:41:06</strong>
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				Carlie knew a lot more than her father was honestly giving her credit for. But then again, she had both of her parents bold spirit in her, so lashing out at her father and speaking her mind wasn't something that she was afraid to do just then. She knew those words would piss him off because she knew that those words would piss off ANY father that knew his wife was a stupid bitch of a whore who turned into a bad mother and a horrible wife. But had her father done anything about when it had begun and he had found out about it? Ohhhh no, he played stupid and dumb and let the whole go until it was three years later and everyone in the house aside from mom was affected. Carlie thought he should have put a stop to his mothers behavior a long time ago and maybe he wouldn't have come across as such a pussy. She knew that she was being harsh on her father who was going through a hard time, but it obviously didn't occur to him that she was going through a hard time as well, did it? Hence why she was lashing out at him like no other time and was not behaving like his little angel as she normally did. <br><br>She watched him burst into her bedroom and she looked over at him from her bed. She glared at him with her dark eyes and thought that he was naive and silly if he thought girls her age didn't understand or couldn't comprehend marriage and such things like that. That only really served to piss her off more severely. She didn't even care that she was wearing nothing except skimpy lingerie that was not even covering her full and perky breasts that could be considered perfection to any man alive on the planet. She got up off of her bed, her breasts jiggling enticingly and swaying as her nipples were hard as pebbles from the brushing against her covers on her bed as she glared at her father. Did she really care in that moment that he had stopped and was not really that angry anymore? Or so it seemed just because he got a good look at her gorgeous tight teen body? No, not really. She had had enough with his moping and dealing with his being upset over the fact that her mother was a whore and that there was nothing they could do about it. <br><br><strong>"You know what? It would just figure that you or her would think that a sixteen year old doesn't understand more adult things! All you so called "Adults" think you know everything and have an upper hand on the situation, but ya know what? Some of you "Adults" are just cowards! Look at how long it took you to finally do something about mom, Dad! She was fucking MULTIPLE men behind your back daily and you think I didn't find about it!? I knew before your slow ass brain even became aware of the situation!!! You think you are so fucking smart, Dad, but it took you over a year after it was happening to even figure out that all those late nights at her work were nothing, but her screwing her boss or co-workers!!! I had to deal with it for a year and then I had to watch you become upset and depressed about it and now on top of that!!! Now you have taken up alcohol in the afternoon hours instead of just one drink late at night!!! Both of you are irresponsible parents if you ask me!!!"</strong> she yelled at him. <br><br>It was quite amazing how furious she looked with him. And somehow the fury only her body and facial features seem more beautiful. In a more fiery passionate kind of way with her dark eyes blazing at she looked at him with barely anything covering her beautiful teen body. And in all honesty, Carlie was afraid that while she had been going off on that little tirade that she was going to reveal what she felt her father, but somehow even in the middle of her fury, she managed to keep that hidden from him still. She still wasn't sure how he would react to it, but if he honestly thought about her behavior at the moment? She was acting more like a jealous girlfriend or something instead of an affronted daughter who felt abandoned by her two parents. But that was only something that he would be able to notice if he took the time to realize certain things about his only child. Which she doubted he would. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Daddy's Little Slut ((AngelicGrace and Eeyore))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>04-05-2010, 15:35:26</strong>
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				She made it sound so simple, like it was an everyday occurrence. She made it sound like it was all his fault. She made it sound like you could press a magic button and everything would be solved. But it was much more complicated then that. People are much more complicated then that. There are only so many hours in the day, so many hours of sleep you can run on before your mind starts playing tricks on you. He hadn't had the energy to deal with his wife after work. Was it that wrong he had worked so hard to make them have a better life?<br><br>"You knew all that time but you didn't say ANYTHING to me or to her about it? How can you blame me for this when you didn't even act for OVER a year yourself? How dare you call yourself more adult, more smarter then me, when you let it go on for so long yourself? You're the pot calling the kettle black!" He retorts, turning to face her. His eyes roam over that naked, tight, teen body. It didn't take much for him to let it slip from his mind that she was his daughter, not just some naked teen girl. "Everyone has their dealing mechanisms. Instead of going, partying, fucking around I choose to get drunk in the safety of my own home, somewhere where I know I can act responsibility and not become like your mother." He pauses, looking her in the eyes. "What, you think you can do a better job?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Daddy's Little Slut ((AngelicGrace and Eeyore))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 18:05:28</strong>
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				His words were quite insensitive to what she had gone through that whole year with wondering about everything in her mind. It made her more angry than she honestly wanted to be with him. She glared at him with her dark chocolate eyes, feeling the anger boiling in her mind, heart and soul in such a different way than she could remember ever being with her father. <strong>"Get the fuck out of my room!"</strong> she yelled at him. It was obvious that she was absolutely furious with her father for his inconsiderate words thrown at her. She couldn't even believe that he would try and act as though it was her fault for not saying something to her parents when she had been fourteen years old and barely even making her way through her first year of high school. How could he say something so absolutely insensitive to her? And she had no problem telling him exactly where her mind was at that moment in time. <br><br><strong>"I didn't say shit to either of you because I was fucking fourteen years old!!! I had just started high school and was dealing with massive amounts of homework and being on the cheerleading squad! So, if you want to be a total jackass, you jerk, than perhaps you should just ignore the fact that I was barely in high school before I found out my own mother was fucking half of the god damn town! I was dealing with untold amounts of stress with school, the squad, friends, and then I got that dumped onto my lap!!! How do you suppose I should have approached her about it? Did she even care about the fact that I was on the squad when it happened? Did she ever come to one of my games or competitions to see me?! No, Dad, she didn't!!! How was I supposed to EVEN talk to her about something as simple as tampons or such things when she couldn't even be bothered to show up at competitions or games!? You are more selfish than I ever thought you were!! You are not the only one she betrayed!!! But do you see me holing myself up in a study and drinking alcohol and feeling sorry for myself!? NO! I could be out being a slut like my mother, but I stay responsible and I don't go out and fuck and drink and smoke like the rest of girls on the squad!"</strong> she yelled at him. <br><br>If there was one thing that could piss her off more was the fact that her father was treating her as though she didn't make adult decisions and that was absolute bullshit! Everyday she had "adult" decisions to make that could affect her for the rest of her life, but did that even make a dent in his mental process? Obviously not! He was too stooped up inside of his grief for his bitchy and whore of an ex wife to realize that he was starting to cause damage to his daughter. <strong>"But then again, maybe if I was out fucking half of the school, maybe then you might see that your ways as a parent are starting to fail."</strong> she threw at him rudely. It was said more out of fury than anything because she really wouldn't go and do something that irresponsible or slutty, but he didn't know that. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Daddy's Little Slut ((AngelicGrace and Eeyore))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>06-05-2010, 21:11:40</strong>
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				His rage seems to disappear and is replaced with a smile. Her response was no different then his very own excuses - caught up in other work and all. He shakes his head as she continues, his eyes unable to not drop down to her perk breasts. She was certainly more attractive then he had first remembered, but then again he had never seen her naked before. At least, not with a womans body. He tried to push the thoughts from his mind even as he steps closer to her, raising his hands up to touch her arms.<br><br>"Do you realize you just made the same excuse as I did for not saying anything sooner?" His voice is much softer now, his hands gentle on her arms. "Arguing like this isn't going to make any of it better, or your mom less of a whore. And I'm proud of you, for not being like her...and you're right, I haven't been the father you need and she hasn't been the mother you need. She won't ever be - but I can be. Tell me what you want? I'll make everything better, I promise."<br><br>She had a point too. He had been selfish, thinking of only himself and how his cheating wife was effecting his life. He hadn't ever thought how she would be feeling, his only daughter, especially at such a monumental point in her life.
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