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I’ve never been much different from the other girls I
saw everyday at school. In fact, I was exactly like
them, wanting to be hip, wanting to be pretty, wanting
to be seen with the hot popular guys. And that’s
exactly what it was like until my mother decided to
divorce my dad when I was 8. It was a shock to both of
us, as they had seemed to get along pretty well, but
that was that, and my mother was pretty much out of my
life since then.
My dad had a hard time coping with the loss, and for a
few years he kept bringing a new girlfriend every
couple of months, and then something wouldn’t work. Of
course, this affected me greatly, because I loved my
dad as every daughter does, but I also remembered my
mom, and wanted my mom, and every time my dad brought a
new girl, it felt like he was betraying us both. My
grades began falling, but not to a problematic point,
and I began to be more closed off with my friends.
When I turned 14, my periods already had started, I had
given a blowjob to one of my boyfriends, and everything
seemed to be picking up a little, save one thing. My
dad had now stopped inviting girls and was often sad
and depressed, and I kept trying to cheer him up. I
tried many diverse ways, but nothing really worked,
till one day I decided to kiss him on the lips. It was
not really sexual in my mind, just a way to show my dad
I loved him lots. He was taken aback, but to my
surprised, after a few seconds, he kissed me back
passionately in one of the sexiest and best kisses I’d
ever had. That’s when it really started.
