Fred looks his daughter up and down before settling on his chair and waiting for his food. He grabs himself and leers: Do you know how hard I am right now? After you’re done in the kitchen, you should come over here and find out. I bet you fuck way better than your ma ever did! How old are you now, eighteen? That’s the perfect age … tight little eighteen-year-old pussy. He coughs and wheezes as he talks, catching his breath in between cat-calls. The more he taunts her, the more she tries to ignore him, which sets him off. His comments become accusations: What the hell do you think you’re wearing? I told you I wanted to see some moreskin around this house …. HEY, are you even listening to me? You better start treating me the way a father deserves to be treated! Under her breath, Andi mutters that he isn’t her real father. When Fred hears this, he slams his fist down. What did you say? Andi nervously stutters that Fred is her step-father. His eyes go wide in rage: Listen here, you little cunt. Your dad skipped out on you when you were a baby and when your mamma died, she left me in charge. So, do you know what that means? That means, if you want your inheritance, you’re gonna have to play nice with me. And that starts with respect. I’m your daddy now … and daddy likes his girl to do what she’s told.’ The two stare at each other in cold silence before Andi timidly says ‘yes, daddy.’ Fred sneers and starts forking his food. He takes one bite and spits it out. Disgusting! These eggs are runny and barely cooked. And this whole plate is covered in grease … What are you trying to do, give me a heart attack?’ He staggers out of the room, winded, leaving Andi staring down at the plate before looking off in the distance. Something has to change.

That afternoon, Andi is folding her father’s clothes when he summons her into the bathroom. It’s time for his shave, something he always makes Andi do for him. As he barks at her to hurry up, the man settles into an armchair, his belly out and shaving cream over his face. She picks up the razor. His neck is fully exposed, and she stares down at it, while the man continues to make lewd comments about her.She swallows hard and starts shaving. The more offensive her step-father is, the tighter she grips the razor. Finally, he brushes her off, wipes his face, and leaves — telling her to finish her chores. She stands there, holding the razor in her hands and staring at him.

That evening, Andi takes out the trash. A neighbor from down the road notices her and runs over to say hi. They used to hang out all the time but, ever since Andi’s mom passed, they never see each other anymore. The neighbor asks how she’s doing and tries to get Andi to stop, sitting down on the curb for a minute and beckoning her over. Through their small talk, Andi confides what’s been happening withher step-father. He keeps her home from school, makes lewd comments, treats her like his property. But, her mother left him in charge … and, as long as he’s alive, he has control over the family’s money. So, she’s stuck with him. The neighbor laughs and reminds her that Fred is a lazy pig — he smokes too much and eats too much. Maybe, if she’s lucky, he won’t be around all that much longer! As Andi laughs meekly, the door opens and Fred hollers for her to come inside. The neighbor asks if she wants to spend the night at her house … but Andi brushes her off, saying it’ll be ok. She darts inside. When Andi enters, Fred stops her. He asks who she was talking to and demands that she tell him when she plans to leave the house again. Submissively, she agrees so he will back off. Fred starts leering at her again, following her through the house as she tries to get away from him. Finally, out of breath, he pins her in a corner and orders her to go turn down his bed … and to do it in the nightie he bought her. Andi closes her eyes and nods.

The tiny teen enters her father’s bedroom in a skimpy nightie and walks to his bedside. A porn magazine, some tissues, lube, a wet sock, and a bottle of sildenafil lay scattered across the bed. Andi stares at them, picking each item up in disgust. Every night he does this — jerking himself off so loudly that she can hear every stroke. She thinks of all the lewd comments her father made. She stares down at herself, nearly-naked in the outfit he makes her wear. She can hear him coughing in the next room and listens to every wheeze. Her neighbor is right, he is a lazy pig. Maybe there is something she can do to stop him. With a sneaky smile crossing her face, Andi calls out to Fred to come in the room.

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