Bonnie walked in on a dream and a nightmare, hard to tell, for lying nude on her dining table was her very sexy sixteen-year-old daughter - naked, wearing Sony Walkman head phones, grooving while Bonnie's brand new husband sat in a chair and ate a beaver.
Molly wasn't beautiful, not even pretty. From an early age she was a typical tomboy, climbing trees with the neighborhood boys, and winning every single wrestling match. Her mop of unruly blonde hair was often tucked under a worn baseball cap turned backwards, and her face was usually dirty from some adventure or another. Molly had no time for dolls or pretend tea parties. She had games to play, and woods to explore. Then she grew gigantic tits and drew attention from her sadistic dad.
My dad started acting different about two years ago. It was just small things like a pat on the butt, or he started giving me kisses when ever I did something good. Nothing big but it just seemed a little different. Then he started doing stuff that would make me a little uncomfortable. He would "accidentally" walk in on me when I would be changing and when I would do something small like put a glass in the dishwasher he would give me a kiss
In a family in which everyone has done everyone else, Dad Paul, now living with daughter, Merri, has invited them all to Christmas Dinner. What possibly could go wrong with that?