DEMENTIA
EPISODE 1
Rachel held on to her father's hand as she watched him. He was seated on one of the living room chairs and was looking into space, sighing at intervals. He had just lost his wife, Rachel's mother to a ghastly motor accident two weeks ago and he had been shattered since then
He looked up at his daughter with his reddening eyes and cupped her cheek "You look very much like your mother you know". He hugged her, "Hmmm,you smell like her too".
She hugged him tightly with all the strength a nine year old could muster. "I just want you to stop crying dad". She whispered in his ears. "I want you to be okay".
He smiled and let go of her "I will my dear but its not easy for daddy". He studied his daughter as she stood opposite him with her eyes widened innocently. Her flat chest had started becoming ripe as her breasts had started growing. His eyes caressed her from her head to her toe. She was wearing a tiny strapped singlet and shorts that emphasized her fair smooth legs. Over the last few days he'd been struggling with a few things. The death of his wife was one and he was noticing how his nine year old daughter was growing fast and stirring certain things in him that he didn't understand. He was feeling something for her that had nothing to do with fatherly love.
She faced him with her look of innocence and asked "Should I get you some water?"
He nodded and watched her go, her behind had also started taking shape. she was going to grow up to be as beautiful as her mother was. He shook himself as he jolted from his obscene observations. The death of his wife was beginning to affect him mentally for he knew he had begun to lust after his own child.
Stay glued for Episode 2🙋🙋
Written by :
Witty.writer
©PURPLE WRITERS
EPISODE 1
Rachel held on to her father's hand as she watched him. He was seated on one of the living room chairs and was looking into space, sighing at intervals. He had just lost his wife, Rachel's mother to a ghastly motor accident two weeks ago and he had been shattered since then
He looked up at his daughter with his reddening eyes and cupped her cheek "You look very much like your mother you know". He hugged her, "Hmmm,you smell like her too".
She hugged him tightly with all the strength a nine year old could muster. "I just want you to stop crying dad". She whispered in his ears. "I want you to be okay".
He smiled and let go of her "I will my dear but its not easy for daddy". He studied his daughter as she stood opposite him with her eyes widened innocently. Her flat chest had started becoming ripe as her breasts had started growing. His eyes caressed her from her head to her toe. She was wearing a tiny strapped singlet and shorts that emphasized her fair smooth legs. Over the last few days he'd been struggling with a few things. The death of his wife was one and he was noticing how his nine year old daughter was growing fast and stirring certain things in him that he didn't understand. He was feeling something for her that had nothing to do with fatherly love.
She faced him with her look of innocence and asked "Should I get you some water?"
He nodded and watched her go, her behind had also started taking shape. she was going to grow up to be as beautiful as her mother was. He shook himself as he jolted from his obscene observations. The death of his wife was beginning to affect him mentally for he knew he had begun to lust after his own child.
Stay glued for Episode 2🙋🙋
Written by :
Witty.writer
©PURPLE WRITERS
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