Some Things Never Change (EveraJayde & Darkcrown)

[EveraJayde]

For the first time that day, Jenna felt relaxed, letting the hot water from the shower run over her petite, firm body. The rest of the day had been awkward, uncomfortable. It had months since she'd seen her father, and now that she was living with him, she knew that everything between them would be strained. It was her own fault that she ended up there in the first place though. If she had've told someone what he had done to her when she was younger, then she wouldn't have been forced to live with him when her mother died. But, she didn't, and now with nowhere else to go, she was stuck with him. The car ride had been quiet, only a few strained words here and there. When they arrived, she didn't even give him the chance to show her around. She simply found the room where her boxes had been placed, grabbed pajamas out of one of them and made her way into the bathroom.

Tipping her head back, she let the water soak her long, dark auburn hair. She'd already finished washing herself a good ten minutes before, but she still wasn't ready to get out. The sooner she got out meant the sooner she had to deal with her dad. It was something she wished she could, but knew she wouldn't be able to put off much longer. She knew that she needed to gain a better attitude, after all, acting miserable wouldn't help her get through it. Still, she couldn't help but think about what he had done to her years before. Then, she hadn't known any better, but now she knew how wrong it was. All she could do was hope that by now he had changed.

 

[Darkcrown]

Victor had been in the kitchen, eating when his daughter had been in the shower. Victor was kinda a jerk, and a even worse father. He was a lawer, defense lawer to be exact he had no problem defending people that were guilty and was a guilty person himself. He had one hell of a sex drive, and usually feed it with women he worked for. However it had been a while since he had indulged himself.

He knew that he should feel bad. His wife had died, and now he had to take care of his daughter. Financially he had no problem with doing that, but emotionally things might be harder. After all, he was scum. He had sexually abused his daughter in the past; he wasn't proud of it but it was a fact. To make it worse, he was tempted to do it again. Tempted was the wrong word, he totally was going to do it again, nobody was going to stop him after all. He needed a to take a shower anyways.

He walked into the bathroom, in which his daughter was showering in. Taking no shame in the activity. He had looked over his daughter a number of times, and she looked nice. Like mouth watering nice. He thought inviting her to run with him in the mornings, a small and firm body like her's was almost crinimal. Either way, her body was too cute. It was like a youthful version of his mother. He could take back that invitation to go running with him though, he thought. Unless he played his cards right, he didn't see that happening after tonight.

He opened the door, and walked inside. He was already in the nude with a towel around his waist. "Hello Jenna" he said, "you don't mind if I've take a shower with you do you?" He smiled as he entered the shower "I don't know if your mother has been making sure that you clean yourself properly" he said, pretending you be a caring adult. "So have you?"

 

[EveraJayde]

Like she had been doing for the past several nights, she planned on staying in the shower until the hot water ran out. It seemed to be the only place in her dad's house where she actually felt comfortable. She was able to just let her mind go and relax for a little while, but more importantly, she was able to avoid her father. He always seemed to pop up everywhere else in the house. When she would go to the kitchen, he suddenly needed a drink. If she wanted to watch tv in the living room, out of no where, so did he. He had even barged into her room on a couple of occasions, both times without knocking. She knew that he probably did it because he knew it made her uncomfortable to be around him. It was almost like he enjoyed the look of fear that appeared in her eyes every time he got close to her.

At first, she hadn't even heard him when he walked in. Her eyes were closed as she stood under the water, not really paying attention to anything else. It wasn't until she heard the glass door of the shower sliding open that her eyes suddenly opened, her eyes widening as her father stood before her. Her cheeks flushed as she crossed her arms to try and cover her c cup breasts, twisting her legs a bit to try and conceal her bald pussy. For a moment, she thought him walking in on her had been an accident, but as he continued to stand there, his eyes on her body, she knew there was nothing accidental about it.

Her gaze shifted down as he stared at her, unable to look him in the eye. Desperately, she wanted to run out, but the only was out was through the space that he was blocking. Her towel was outside of the shower, leaving her with nothing to cover herself as she stood naked and helpless. "Get. Out." she said, separating each word to try and sound firm, but even then, her fear could be heard in her voice.

 

[Darkcrown]

" "Get out"? " he said, almost playfully. " no way. This is my house and you are using up all my hit water, I figure that if all my hot water will be used up at once, that we can at least both enjoy it" he moved forwards towards the girl, so that he was less than two feet away now. While he was clearly up to no good, he only behaved now as though he was trying to be included in the warm water. He wasn't going to move aside or let her out. Some how he supposed that he wasn't going to have to resort to that kind of behavior.

"Do you have a problem washing yourself?" He asked. "Watch me" he said, getting some soap in his hand and quickly rubbing his body with it. "First you start with the best, since its the easiest part to deal with." He said "then the shoulders..." His hands rubbing his shoulders. "Then your neck and the rest of your stuff" he said rubbing his body. He did a good job of playing harmless enough.

As he was cleaning his own body, he couldn't help but stare lewdly at her body. It was like an upgraded version of his late wife's body. Upgrades even compared to when his wife was his daughters age. Jenna deserved a better dad than victor but he didn't care at the moment. Sure he would care later, but at the moment he was simply eager to be able to....um clean his daughter...for the rest of the the night. "Should I help you clean up" he asked "maybe you can help me with the hard to reach places on my back"

 

[EveraJayde]

As he moved closer, Jenna stepped back, trying to keep the distance between them. She came to a stop as her back hit the shower wall, knocking over a couple of shampoo bottles in the process. "I.. I'll get out. And then you can use the hot water." she insisted desperately, her nervousness seeming to increase. She wanted to smack the smile off of his face. Though he seemed to be playing innocent, she knew better than to believe his act, especially after the things he had done to her in the past.

"I already washed.." she told him through clenched teeth, trying to keep her frustration in, knowing that freaking out on him right then would only get herself in further trouble. Still, she couldn't stand the way he acted so condescending. "I just want to get out.. please daddy." she begged, her eyes cast down as he began to stare so intently at her body. Despite the hot water that poured over her skin, she trembled, mostly from fear as her father stared at her, a familiar look in his eyes.

Knowing that he wouldn't get out and that he wouldn't let her out, she decided that her only option was to try and get past him on her own. Once she was out of the shower, maybe he would just let her be. As cleansed his own body, she dashed forward, her wet skin brushing against his own as pushed open the shower door, gripping the towel rack to try and pull herself out.

(Sorry for such a late response, been out of the country, but my posts will be more regular now.)