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   XXX to All   
   Stories! I didn't write these, however:    
   18 Mar 06 22:54:00   
   
   From: xxxxxxxxxx@hotmail.com   
      
   Alice Finds Something Scary   
   by Sweet Irish (address withheld)   
      
   ***   
      
   Alice is eleven, and has recently found out she must   
   live with her father. Then she discovers sex, both bi   
   and incestuous and even suffers rape. But revenge is   
   sweet. (M/bgg, ped, bi, inc, nc, rp, v, sn)   
      
   ***   
      
   When you are eleven, and live in a somewhat rural area,   
   have siblings that are too young to play with, because   
   your mom and dad divorced, and mom remarried, and   
   started a new family, now you move and live with dad.   
      
   "Alice, you have got to get your stuff packed, as your   
   father will be here in another hour, and I don’t want   
   him hanging around the house in case Brad comes home.   
   Brad was my mom’s new husband, and he hated my father,   
   Larry. Of course, my dad had no love for Brad, as he   
   had been "shagging" mom for almost a year before dad   
   found out she was cheating on him. In fact dad said she   
   wasn’t just cheating on him, but was cheating on her   
   own daughter.   
      
   Dad discovered mom was seeing Brad when she became   
   pregnant, and there was no way the twins could be   
   children of my father. Dad had been overseas in the   
   military when mom was having fun with Brad. Not only   
   had mom been seeing Brad while he was overseas, but had   
   been sneaking around on dad from the time I was five.   
      
   My father was a major in the Air Force National Guard,   
   and Brad was a "two-stripper" as dad called him. In   
   fact, my father brought Brad up on charges, and he had   
   received a court martial, received a dishonorable   
   discharge, sentenced to one year and one day in prison   
   for adultery, and forfeited all pay and benefits. As a   
   result of my father’s action, Brad was only able to get   
   a job fixing flat tires at the local Smart-Mart store.   
      
   Around noon, dad showed up and he and I packed my   
   things in his new Chevy 3500 pick up truck. I told mom   
   goodbye, and dad and I were on the way to my living   
   with my father. It was nearly five in the afternoon   
   before we stopped to get gas, and to have something to   
   eat. We drove until around eight that night, and we   
   stopped at a motel, and after we were in the room, I   
   asked dad if we could go swimming.   
      
   "Sure, you can go, but I will just set and watch you,   
   as I don’t have a suit with me."   
      
   I found my suit in the suitcase that I remembered   
   packing it in, and I changed into my suit in the   
   bathroom. The pool was not crowded and I enjoyed the   
   slide that let you splash into the pool. Back in our   
   motel room, I took a shower to rinse off the chlorine,   
   and to wash my hair. After I was done with my shower, I   
   wrapped a towel around me, and walked out into the   
   bedroom.   
      
   Dad was propped up on his bed, and resting his back   
   against the headboard, and was watching a show on   
   dinosaurs. I climbed up on the bed next to my dad, and   
   he hugged me and I fell asleep against him. When I   
   awoke, dad was still holding me, and he was sleeping   
   soundly, and snored a little. As I moved to get off the   
   bed, I woke dad, and he looked at me, and apologized   
   for going to sleep while he was holding me.   
      
   "That’s okay dad, you let me sleep and didn’t wake me   
   so you could get under the cover, and look, dad, it is   
   four in the morning, is that right?"   
      
   "Guess so, anyway, let’s get in bed and sleep, so hope   
   over there on that bed and go to sleep." As I moved   
   from the bed with dad, I rolled over on my side and off   
   the bed. As I did so, the towel I had wrapped around   
   me, fell open and I was standing next to dad’s bed with   
   nothing on. Dad laughed at me, and said I looked like a   
   stick with my thin legs. I was embarrassed, and as I   
   moved to get my towel, I did not consider that I was   
   exposing more of my body. I knew dad had seen all of   
   me, front and back, so I just left the towel where it   
   fell, and pulled down the covers and climbed in under   
   the bedding.   
      
   My dad ignored my nudity and made no comment that   
   highlighted my embarrassment in the towel falling from   
   my body, and exposing my young body. I lay in my bed   
   and thought how I had just been nude in front of a   
   male, even if was my dad, I got a funny sensation in my   
   tummy and between my legs.   
      
   I hadn’t started developing so I had no hair on my   
   pussy, and for nipples, there was nothing to see but   
   the fatty area over my breast bone, and the first sign   
   of nipples sticking out a small way.   
      
   Sometime during the night, I must have kicked off my   
   covers, and when I woke up, I was laying on my back,   
   with my legs opening. Looking around, I saw dad setting   
   on the foot of his bed looking at me in the nude.   
      
   "About time you woke up, sleepyhead, you certainly   
   aren’t modest, laying there with no clothes on."   
   "Seeing you nude, makes me remember when you were a   
   little girl, and you always wanted to walk around the   
   house nude." Smiling, dad said, "If we are going to   
   have breakfast, you best get your shower."   
      
   I jumped off my bed, and hopped up next to dad, and sat   
   on his lap. What made me feel good about my dad viewing   
   me, without clothing, I don’t know? The next couple of   
   minutes setting on dad’s lap made me feel terrific.   
   Then I jumped up and went into the bathroom and took my   
   shower. After I was out the shower, I grabbed a towel   
   and walked out to dad, and asked, "Daddy, do me like   
   you did when I was little, and dry me off after my   
   bath."   
      
   Taking the towel from me, dad dried me off, and he had   
   me turn so he could do my back, then my arms, then ask   
   me to turn so I was facing him, he dried off the front   
   of my body. Then dad slid off the bed and started   
   drying my legs. I knew he was looking at my little   
   pussy. There was nothing about what dad was doing that   
   was sexual, other than my liking dad to view me nude.   
   After my legs were dry, I sat on the edge of the bed   
   and started to dress, and once I was dressed, I walked   
   up to dad and hugged him.   
      
   Over breakfast, I listened as dad explained that we’d   
   stay at a motel again, before we got home. After we got   
   driving again, I enjoyed speaking with dad, and he told   
   me he had fixed up a room for me. Dad told me that   
   after we were home he would take me out and let me pick   
   out a complete bed room furniture suit. All day I   
   watched the countryside as dad and I traveled down the   
   interstate. By six in the evening, we stopped for the   
   day, and dad purchased a bathing suit at a truck stop   
   that afternoon, when we stopped to eat and purchase   
   gas.   
      
   After getting our room, dad and I dressed in our   
   swimming suites, and headed for the pool. It was fun to   
   swim with dad, and after an hour we got out of the pool   
   and headed for our room. I undressed in the bathroom,   
   and then walked out to where dad was waiting, so he   
   could be use the bath to change from his suit. Dad   
   looked at me, as once more I was nude in front of him.   
   When dad walked past me to the bathroom, dad reached   
   his hand out, and rubbed the top of my head. While dad   
   finished showering, I walked into the bathroom while he   
      
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