“I had the whole night planned out!”

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The doorbell rang, “I’ll get it! “ I hollered out!

“Can you tip the pizza guy?!” Dad yelled from where he was sitting on the couch watching the baseball game. I had the whole night planned out! We very rarely had the house all to ourselves, but my step mom would be out all night working on my little sister’s (half-sister) soccer league.

Linda was the league president and was responsible for making sure all the team coaches had the equipment they needed to run their teams. She had dragged Jenny along too, to help out with any of the little things that she needed.

I scurried to the door, and quickly opened it. There pointing a gun, was a very large man dressed in black, with a ski mask over his face, to conceal his identity. I screamed as I stepped backwards, and grabbing me by the neck, he pressed the barrel of the gun into the back of my head!

It wasn’t long before my dad, hearing my scream, had scurried into the entryway near the front door.

“Don’t even think about it!” growled the intruder, as my dad found the two of us. The masked man, forcibly lead me towards our family living room. My eyes were wide, and there was a look of fear on my face, that daddy had never seen in me before. I began to whimper, trembling as we made our way closer, to where he wanted us to go.

“Take anything you want!” Dad insisted nervously. “Just please don’t hurt us! Please don’t hurt my baby girl!”

“Oh don’t you worry.” The Man said with an evil grin on his face. “I will… be taking everything I want!”

I had always thought of my daddy, as being my strong protector, but now, he looked helpless, and there was really nothing he could’ve done. The man in the mask had all the power, and it was clear that daddy would give him whatever he wanted, just to keep us safe!

Living out in the country, and always been one of daddy’s most important things on the checklist of life. Granted there were some really nice perks about living away from the rest of the world, but tonight it would prove to be more of a difficulty then ever imagined. There would be no neighbors to hear our cries, no one to report the suspicious behavior, and certainly, no-one to rescue us.

“Get over in that chair!” The gunman commanded, pointing the gun at daddy. “If you don’t move a little faster,” he hissed through his teeth, “I’m going to put a bullet into your pretty little girl!”

My dad obliged reluctantly, and sitting on the chair, in nothing but his boxers, I could see his muscles tense up a bit, and could tell that his mind was spinning, trying to figure a way out of this.

“Now you, tie him up!,” the grizzly Man voice commanded, pulling some nylon rope, out of a backpack he wore, and tossing it on the ground, pushed me forward and motioned for daddy to put his hands behind the chair.

“Just do what he says sweetie…,” daddy reassured me. “Everything will be OK, if we just do what he says…” Dad went on as he seemed to calmly keep his composure.

I was now worked up pretty good, and crying, sobbing, a little as I took the cord and began tying my Dad’s hands behind the chair. “I’m so scared,” I whispered trying my best to keep things loose.

Just then man with a gun, grabbed me forcefully pushing me down a little bit more, demanded that I make them good and tight.

I cinched the ropes down hard, and watched as my father’s muscular shoulders tightened even more. He was really young to have a daughter, that was only 18. He had gotten my mother pregnant when she was only 16, and he being only a year older, was nowhere near prepared for a baby. They made it last, until I was two years old, and then my mother ran off and I hadn’t seen her since. Of course dad remarried almost immediately with a woman a few years his senior. They had been married only a year, when my sister Jenny was born.

I had just finished up, on the ropes, when my dad said again to our unwanted guest, “Listen fella, let me just tell you where you can find my wallet and some other valuables. We’re no good to you!” He exclaimed.

“If you don’t shut the fuck up!” He yelled out visibly irritated! “Then I’m a give you a reason, that you wish you were not born with a tongue!” Then grabbing me by the strap of my T-shirt, threw me to the ground. The sheer force, of his strength, suddenly ripped the thin fabric, exposing my very large breasts so that they were visible to my father.

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