a daughters revenge

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(closed for xxschoolgirlxx)

Clay Peterson
42 yrs old, business executive
6"2 tall, muscular athletic body
closely-cropped dirty blonde hair, blue eyes
8 and a half inches

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"I've had enough Clay...she is going to the all-girls private school in Pemberton County with her cousin Katie and that's THAT...we've done it your way for almost a year now and she hasn't changed so now as you promised me we'll try it MY way"

It had been a long day at the office so I shook my head and finally agreed. After all I did hesitantly promise my wife that if our wild teenaged daughter didn't stop partying until all hours and whatever else she did on those late nights then I would enroll her in the private school for girls in the next county. Uniforms...Rules...Nuns...the works.

It was better for me anyways to see her in a bland uniform skirt and blouse so I could get the impure thoughts that I have been having about her. Lately the thoughts of my daughters blossoming teenaged body were haunting me and they had to get out of my mind once and for all so I could stop jacking off to pictures of her whenever she and my wife left the house. After all that would certainly be the end of my marriage if my wife ever found out..

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Mary Peterson
18 years young
5"8' tall, skinny athletic body from swimming.
Long curly hair down to back, light crystal blue eyes.
38 C Cup.

I sighed sitting in my room bored as a motherfucker! I got grounded yet again just because I came home last night a few hours later then I should drunk with no panties and a rip shirt. Like I could help my friends party was alittle wild last night. I sat on my bed thinking of ways to entertain myself since I now have no phone, no compter, no anything that I liked.

I could hear my parents fighting like cats andd dogs like they always did when they talked about how to "raise" me. I overhead them asking about private school in another countyyet again. I knew daddy wouldn't let my so called mother sent me off to this "private school."

Hearing they're bedroom door slam shut I knew it was safe to leave my bedroom for a minute or two. I got up from the bed opening the bedroom door sticking my head out looking to see if it was okay to leave my bedroom. I quickly made my way to my fathers office knocking softly before I entered the room. "Daddy? Am I really going to private school?" I used the pussy dog eyes knowing it would win him over like always.

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My wife went to her womans rotary club meeting and wouldn't be home at least for a few hours. Thank God! I thought. After the long stressful day that I had at work I just didn't feel like arguing with her anymore but at the same time in the back of my head I got this terrible feeling that I had let my pumpkin down and now I felt like shit. How the hell was I going to tell her that I had reluctantly agreed to her mothers wishes about her schooling? "Pumpkin"...My beautiful little daughter is now 18 years old and I still called her by my pet name for her. If she would have only known the filthy thoughts that I have been having of her lately she would probably never talk to me again or would she? I can't seem to put my finger on it but she has been acting differently lately especially so when her Mom is gone somewhere and it is just her and me in this big house. Those short skirts that she wears.. I smiled to myself at that thought and went over to the small mini-bar in my work den and poured myself a good stiff vodka straight-up. As I went back over and sat on my large leather chair behind the oak desk, I loosened my tie and sipped my drink.

As I am slowly on my way to getting a good buzz on there is a knock at the door and in pops my daughter. I finally get up to looking up at her face after checking her out but she doesn't seem to notice.

"Yes I'm afraid so pumpkin"

I try to look away when you try and wrap me around your finger with those little girl puppy dog eyes, but as usual I am unsuccessful.

"Your mother and I..uhh...we had a discussion about what would be the proper schooling for you"

I give you my most fatherly look and put my drink down on the desk in front of me.

"sit down pumpkin we need to have a talk"

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Hearing that I was going to private school upset me. I walked into his office standing in front of his desk before I spoke. "PRIVATE SCHOOL?! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!" I shook my head in anger. "You're supposted to be my father, fathers don't send they're children to another county. How could you?! I... I.. UGH!" I sat down in the chair in front of his desk picking up the bottle of Vokda he was drinking, I took a big sip out of it before I looked at him. "What? Are you going to tell me you're marrying me off next? I'm 18 I'm not going and you can't make me." I stood up from the seat I stumping out of the room slamming the door behind me as I walked into my bedroom with the bottle of I do believe Vodka, I threw myself onto the bed face first.

I layed there drunking as I thought about how I knew no one in another county and I probably didn't even speak the language where.. god knows where they are sending me. I wasn't a bad teen I just partied alittle hard and drunk like I fish it doesn't mean I'm doing bad at school like come on I was an A student that partied who cares. I sighed and rolled my eyes and I heard my bedroom door open. " Go away!" I didn't know who it was but at that point I didn't care.

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"young lady you bring that bottle back here and sit down so we can talk about this"

I can't help but notice my daughters perfect ass in her tight fitting jeans as she angrily walks out of my office ignoring my pleas and I curse myself under my breath. this is your daughter Clay.. I think

"Kryssi get back here now"

seeing that my pleas are useless I get up from the chair and follow my little girl to her room and open the door letting myself inside

I sit down at the edge of your bed and start stroking your hair as you lie face down seeing the bottle of my vodka on the night table next to you.

"are you going to calm down so we can talk about this?"

I pick up the bottle from your night table and then put it back down.

"you know what would happen if your mother ever saw this?...I mean she's the reason why.."

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I turned over facing him as I gave him an evil look. " The reason you can't think for yourself? You'd rather throw me out of the house instead of telling that bitch to shut her mouth is that how it is Clay?" I knew he hated when I called him by his name and I only did it when I'm pissed off at him.

I grabbed the bottle of Vodka rolling back over facing the wall as I held onto the bottle to make sure he didn't take it when he left my room. "I don't want to talk about this, you've made up you're mind. What are you bored of children now too?" I shook my head. "I don't care what you're reason is, I'm not going and you can't make me. I'll move out if I need to." I knew that woud either hit a nerve or get him to change his mind and let my stay.

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I move my arm to wipe what looks like a tear from your eye but you look at me evilly and pull away.

"now stop that pumpkin..that so called bitch is your mother for crying out loud and we're only doing what's best for you as respectable parents okay?"

I try and scoot closer to you on the bed but you keep pulling away. I put my arm on your shoulder.

"pumpkin listen to me okay?..no one is throwing you out and you can always come back home whenever you want...I kept you out for as long as I could but lately your excessive late night partying has been getting out of control and your mother..well she...she and I made a deal"

when you finally turn back to look at me you catch me trying to get a glimpse of your cleavage since the top of your blouse seems to have become unbuttoned

"yes okay then...so uh listen we'll talk about this later okay but for right now I have to get some work done so I can pay for your uh...your proper schooling"

I grab at the bottle of vodka and do manage to get it away from you as I turn to leave the room.

"now try and calm down okay and no more calling me by my first name because you know how I hate that...I am your father!!"

I show you the bottle and turn to walk out the door heading back to my den trying to hide my erection.

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I got up out of the bed following you down the hallway catching you before you went back into you're office. "Deal?! What deal?! What sell you're daughter now and you get a pretty new SUV? Face it daddy she has wanted me out of the house since the day she brought me home. I'm starting to think you cheated and I'm someone elses daughter because she is not my mother." I grabbed the bottle of vodka away from him before I turned around and walked back into my bedroom. I turned around looking back before I reached the door. "If you make me go, you're not my father." Walking back into my bedroom I closed the door quietly.

I sat the bottle on my nightstand again before taking off my clothes tossing them onto the floor laying on my bed naked, I grabbed the bottle taking another sip of it trying to get drunk to stop thinking about what I just said to my father. I loved him and I knew I shouldn't have said that to him but god I didn't want to go to another county a new noting about. After a few more sips I fell asleep with the bottle falling off the bed empty.

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Clay smirks a little as he stares at his little girl while she vents on him. They both know that she can get away with just about anything with him but her mother was a different story.

"now listen pumpkin for the last time no one is throwing you out and no one is selling you okay?...and this thing between you and your mother MUST STOP...she is my wife and your mother and what she says is very important"

as his little girl crosses her arms in defiance her firm young breasts sexily ride up over her bra and squash together which makes a chill shoot down Clays spine and his hardening cock twitch

"and the deal we made was..."

Clay watches as his little girl swears loudly at him once more and turns with his vodka bottle in her hand to go hide back in her room. He decides to just let her go and instead thinks about how succulent her breasts looked and how he now feels an urge to go into the main bathroom and jerk off while his pouting little girls image is still fresh in his mind.

After a good hour of heavy drinking back in his den Clay is in an alcoholic fog and wants to go check on his little girl. He creeps out of his room into the darkened hallway and sees the light under his daughters door. Going up to her door and opening it, Clay can see from the empty bottle on the floor that his teenaged daughter is drunk and naked and lying on top of her bed.

"pumpkin?...pumpkin are you awake?"

a half-drunken Clay makes sure that his little girl is fast asleep before he sits beside her on the bed and starts to feel her breasts

[xxschool_girlxx]

Name change for the ones who are reading. Personal reasons.

Kryssi was fast asleep dreaming about the arguement she had just had with her father. She felt a hand on one of her breast, realizing it wasn't in her dream she just though it was her long time boyfriend Mark climbed through her window again and was now trying to get her to have sex with him. She rolled over and mumbled abit. "Mark, I'm not in the mood to suck you off tonight. Go home!" She pulled the covers up, covering her lower half of her body before she tried to fell back asleep.

She layed there for a minute or too and realized he was still sitting at the edge of her bed, she sat up alittle and looked at him before she spoke. " Look Mark, either you go home so I'll call my father and in and you know how bad he would love to kick you're ass for trying to deflower his only child, so beat it!" Because no lights being on in her bedroom nor the hallway she still though it was her boyfriend Mark.

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As Clay felt up his daughters breasts he looked down at her face sleeping so peacefully and thought to himself of how much prettier she was then his wife. He was in another drunken haze that was mostly brought on by another big fight with his little girl. Clay wondered why they fought so much since they were so much alike in so many ways. After all he was strong-willed and Kryssi was taking right after him. Now they are both drunk and Clay has suddenly found himself in his daughters room feeling up her ample breasts as she slept. My little girls tits are so much larger and firmer than her mothers are he thought to himself as his stiff cock strained against his dress slacks.

"Damn.."

As Kryssi stirred awake she started mumbling something about some guy named Mark wanting to have his cock sucked by her and immediately Clay felt a surge of jealousy and rage. He felt good that she mentioned how he would kick this Mark fellows ass but he would have a long talk about this with his little girl when they were both sober...who the the fuck is Mark?...He'll deal with that later he thought as he released his hands from his daughters breasts and quietly snuck out of the darkened room and back to his office to try and sort things out in his clouded head.

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The next morning
Kryssi woke up with a huge headache from the bottle of vodka she drunk before bad. Slowly getting out of the bed she grabbed her robe from the chair beside her bed. She put it on as she stood up walking over to her bedroom door opening it, she started walking down the hallway not hearing the television on or fighting in the kitchen like always. She just though her parents where either asleep or ignoring eachother since her so called mother got her way finally.

Walking into the kitchen Kryssi went over to the kitchen getting out the bottle of orange juice sitting it on the counter before she grabbed a glass out of the cabinet. She poured herself a glass of orange juice as she hopped up onto the counter sitting here drinking her juice. She heard foot steps coming from downstairs, she sighed hoping it wasn't her mother. Knowing she hated when Kryssi sat on the counter tops, which made Kryssi do it more often just to get over her skin.

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Since his daughter downed the last bottle of his vodka Clay had to settle for a few shots of whiskey before he finally passed out on his work desk. After leaving Kryssi's room with an aching hard-on he had thought of going to the bathroom to jerk off but decide against it figuring that it was too risky.

"Clay?...I'm home darling where are you?"

...called out Clay's wife Patricia as she walked in the front door and looked around in the downstairs den for her husband.

"CLAY?"...What in the hell is this Clay?..very nice...you've been drinking AGAIN....a WHOLE BOTTLE OF STOLI Clay?"

Patricia was fuming and disgusted with her husband as she woke him up and then looked over on the bookcase to see the empty bottle of vodka that Clay had taken from his daughters room and put there before he passed out.

"Just go to bed dear and I'll be right there..what I drink and how much I drink is my business"

Clay walked over and gave his wife a peck on the cheek to calm her down as he took the blame and covered for his little girl like always. If Kryssi's mother had ever found out that she had drank a whole bottle of vodka by herself never mind stolen it from her daddy's liquor cabinet then there would have been all hell to pay for sure.

That night as Clay went through the motions of pounding his wife's pussy in their marital bed all he could think of was how good his little girls breasts felt. It was all he could do to not howl out Kryssi's name while he finished off fucking her pussy and then pulled out and shot a load of cum on Patricia's face when in his mind was seeing Kryssi's face instead.

The next morning..

Clay woke up around 10am in an empty bed and with a huge headache. Luckily it was Saturday and he didn't have to go to work today or else he would have taken a sick day. After reading his wife's note pinned up on the wall about her having to go to visit her sister over in the next town and shaving, Clay quick took a shower and came down the stairs to see where his daughter was and maybe get something to eat.

"Morning pumpkin"

Clay smiled at his daughter who was swinging her legs and sitting on the counter drinking a glass of orange juice.

"You're lucky that your Mom is out visiting Aunt Linda today...you know she hates when you sit on the counter"

Clay walked over to his teenaged daughter and gave her a big kiss on her forehead before turning to the frig to see what there was to have for breakfast. He didn't mention anything about the happenings of the night before for the moment as he poured himself a glass of grapefruit juice and sat down at the kitchen table looking at Kryssi.

[xxschool_girlxx]

Kryssi smiled as she seen her father walk into the kitchen. She nodded as he told her how lucky she was that her mother wasn't home. "Well since the wicked bitch isn't here I guess I could use a chair." She sighed playfully as she hopped off the counter. She noticed him looking through the frige for food, rolling her eyes Kryssi knew he couldn't cook to save his life so she walked over to the frige getting out the eggs and bacon. She layed them onto the counter before she turned on the stove. As she waited for the stove to warm up she walked over to the other side of the counter top getting the bread out of the bread box.

She got four piece of bread out before she put the bread loaf back into the bread box. "And how does bacon and egg sandwich sound to you?" She asked him as she walked back over to the stove putting two frying pans on the burners. She went back over to the frige getting out the stick of butter, closing the frige and getting a knife from the knife holder she cut some of the butter out putting it into one of the frying pans. She layed all four pieces of the bread into the pan as she started taking out of bacon fron the package.

It took a few minutes for the bacon and eggs to cook and she made their sandwichs, turning off the stove she took the two plates over to the table sitting the plates down before she took her seat. "It's not poisoned I promise. I'm over the whole going to private school bullshit." She said as she picked up her glass of orange juice taking another sip.

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Clay smirked as he shook his head and looked down at the floor when his little girl called her mother a wicked bitch. He was glad that she was cooking him breakfast because he couldn't cook worth a damn.

"Thanks for making me breakfast honey, your mother usually leaves something for me in the frig before she goes visiting but she must have forgotten today"

I looked at you as I told that lie before you turned around and got the bread from the other counter top. As I watched your ass while you opened up the old breadbox all I could think of was this guy Mark that you had mistaken for me last night. I had to think of a way to find out about this guy without blowing my cover since then you would have known that was me and not him who was playing with your breasts last night while you were passed out on your bed. Clay decides in his head to try and test the waters soon as Kryssi joined him at the table to eat breakfast together.

"It tastes delicious honey, you really are a good cook"

After eating a forkful of eggs and some bacon he looks up at his little girl.

"It will only be for another year honey and it shouldn't be that bad if I sneak out early from work and come pick you up after classes every day...I mean your cousin already goes to Buckstone Academy so..."

Clay looks at Kryssi and gives her his most fatherly smile.

"Just don't tell your Mom because she is expecting you to take the bus"

He adds jokingly but Kryssi doesn't seem to find it too funny.

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Kryssi smiled at herself as he complimented her cooking. "Thanks Daddy." She said as she finished her breakfast. Rolling her eyes as he told her, her mother wanted Kryssi to take the bus. "Bus?! Serious?! Does she want me to get killed or raped?" She sat at the table waiting till he was done with his breakfast before she stood up picking up both of they're plates, walking over to the counter she sat them in the sink before she turned around, leaning against the counter top. "Why do I have to go? I can clean up my act if it keeps me out of Buckstone Academy.

She walked over to the table again, taking a seat on his lap as she bated her eyeleashes at him knowing that was one of his weaknesses. "Daddy, you and I both know if you don't want me to go she can't make you agree to bring me there. It's... it's like hell! I don't do good with Uniforms, Rules or the bitch ass Nuns that school as. I'm a public school girl and a Daddy's girl." She smiled at him trying to win him over. "Pleaseeeeee!!!!" She bounced up and down on his knee alittle.

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Clay couldn't help but sneak an eyeful of his little girls cleavage as she bent over in front of him to take his breakfast plate. "Maybe I should have your mother take lessons from you in how to please me...uhh I mean...I mean with how well you cook and all" Clay felt a little awkward about how those words came out and started playing with his fork as he watched Kryssi put the dishes in the sink and turn around. "Now now honey, Buckstone Academy for Girls isn't hell it's a fine school" Clay smiled as he stared at his daughter thinking of her dressed in one of those tight little schoolgirl uniform skirts.

Just as he was about to try to get her to tell him about this Mark character whoever he was, she suddenly decided to run over and jump up on his lap like she has been doing for years whenever she wanted something from him or even if she was just feeling lonely. To make it worse for poor Clay lately his little girl has been batting her pretty eyelashes at him which was one of his weaknesses and she seemed to sense this.

"Well I'll talk to your mother and see what I can do but I can't guarantee anything honey because we had a deal that we would try things her way just one time if you missed your curfew again like you did last two nights ago"

Clay cleared his throat and shifted uncomfortably in his seat trying to conceal his hardening cock. He could feel his daughters pussy through her panties when she bounced up and down on his knee and it was turning him on.

"Now about two nights ago...where were you anyways?..I never got the full story from your mother, all she told me was that you missed your curfew again and that you were out with...uhh...that you were out half the night with some boy named Mark.."

Clay lied about the last part as he held his daughter around her waist because one way or the other he had to find out about what was going on so he could quickly arrange things to make Mark disappear. Just the thought of his beautiful little girl sucking on some gangly teenage boys cock almost threw him into a silent rage.

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She pouted when he told her it was an all girls school. "But Daddy, I can't be around girls. I like cocks not kitties." She giggled as she wrapped her arms around his neck smiling at him more. "I know you wanna "try" it her way but you know how she is, once it's her way there is no other way. Like she is going to let me come home if it doesn't work out she is going to just tell you I can stick it out or some shit and that isn't fair." She pouted more, really not wanting to go to an all girls school.

Kryssi giggled again thinking about Mark. "Daddy, you know Mark. He's you're boss's son silly! You introduced us last year at the christmas party. I thought he was such an asshole when you first introduced us but we meet again a few parties again and we just hit it off so we've just been hanging out alot thats all. Nothing to worry about." She kissed him on the cheek before she let go of his neck fixing her robe alittle as she noticed it was showing half of her breast.

Hopping off of his lap kryssi picked up her glass taking another sip before she sat the glass back down. "I'm going to go get dressed and when I get back we can go out or something." She leaned down kissing him on the check again as she walked upstairs to her bedroom.

Once she was in her room she seat down on her bed taking off her robe laying it cross her foot board as she always did, Kryssi stood up walking over to her closet, picking out her outfit for the day. She decided to wearing a short white pants and a white tube top. "Since this is going to be the last time I can wear anything I want why not go all out." She thought to herself as she finished getting dressed. She walked out of the closet over to her dresser, she grabbed a hair tie, pulling her hair up. Walking over to the mirror checking out her outfit before she left her bedroom.

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Clay shifted a little more to the left on the chair but by now it seemed fruitless as Kryssi must have felt his growing excitement rubbing up against her leg. Frankly he was a little shocked to hear his little girl speak so graphically but at the same time his cock seemed to get even harder after she said it. "Now pumpkin I know that you are getting to the age where you are curious about sex but uhh that language....I mean if your mother were here she would....well let's not talk about that right now" Clays face was getting flushed as he could swear that he felt his daughter purposely grinding her panty covered cunt against his thigh before she kissed him and hopped off of his lap. The fact that her left breast was exposed for him for a good minute or two didn't help the cause either. He clears his throat. *ahem*..."yes..well.."

Clay was having trouble forming thoughts now as he started to jabber which seemed to amuse his little girl. "Well an all girls school is a nice place for learning new things and you can find out all about math and Shakespeare and even learn about uhhh.. learn all about painting portraits in Art class.."

Then when she started telling him about Mark he finally remembered who he was from last years company Christmas party when he drunkenly introduced him to Kryssi and his wife. "Oh yes I remember Mark now" He smiled at her with a fake smile while thinking of ways to make the teenaged kid fear for his life if he ever came around his little girl again wanting his skinny cock sucked or worse. "So what do you and Mark do when you hang out?"

Clay never got an answer for that because suddenly Kryssi gave him another kiss on the cheek and bolted up to her room. As he nodded to her when she said that she was going to change for them to go do something, he disappeared into him and his wife's bedroom to get dressed as well. Finally after a few minutes and well before his daughter, Clay came back downstairs dressed in a pair of black jeans and the green polo shirt that his little girl got him for his birthday.

Since it was a nice sunny day outside he figured that he would go outside on the porch for awhile and play his guitar to try and clear his mind before his little girl finished dressing and came down to torture him some more with her luscious young teenaged body.

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Kryssi walked downstairs looking for her father. "Daddy?!" She walked into the kitchen and then the living room before she heard the sound of his guitar out on the front porch. She made her way to the front door as she opened it, sticking her head out the door she looked at her father. "Daddy, wha are you doing? It's like hotter then hell out here. You're going to melt and you stay out here." She giggled as she stepped out onto the front porch. "Come inside and I'll get you a glass of ice tea.. or something stronger like a glass of Jake on the rocks." She smiled as she walked over to him taking his guitar away from him knowing it was the only way to get him to came back inside.

She walked into the house carrying the guitar with her as she went into the living room laying it carefully onto the couch before she made her way over to the staircase going upstairs. She went into his office going through his liquor cabinet finding a good bottle of whiskey. She grabbed the bottle leaving his office, she went back downstairs, into the kitchen. Sitting the bottle on the counter top she got out two glass from the cabinet, she poured alittle bit of Jack into both glasses before she walked over to the freezer getting out some ice cubs, putting them into the glasses. She picked them up carrying them into the living room sitting one on the coffee table as she sat down waiting for her father.

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Clay took his old guitar onto the large front porch as he took a seat on his favorite bamboo chair. Since his wife has always hated his guitar he hadn't been able to play for awhile so the musical instrument needed some fine tuning. Even though it was going to be a scorcher of a day weatherwise, Clay felt that he needed to get some air to try and clear his head of the impure and sometimes even filthy thoughts that he had been having about his own little girl lately. "Yes pumpkin Daddy's out here on the porch" he responded to his daughters voice coming from inside the house. Clay smiled as she peeked her head around the corner of the door and then walked out on the porch with him. Clay loved when Kryssi wore her hair up the way that she had it right now because to him it made her look sexy even though her Mom discouraged her wearing her hair up saying that it made her look unladylike and awful and even trashy. Clay watched his daughters breasts jiggle and bounce through her tube top as she gently took his guitar from him. It gave him a charge that she wasn't wearing a bra.

"I just wanted to relax awhile out here honey..before the temperature gets too hot"

Clay knew that he couldn't win this argument so he smiled and nodded at his daughter and followed her back into the house. Once in the living room he sat down on the couch. "Jack on the rocks?" He shook his head and smiled at his beautiful little girl. "Now Kryssi you're only 18 and shouldn't be drinking..I barely made your mother believe that I drank all of that Vodka last night" he laughed as he watched his daughter leave the room. Clay knew that she was going to raid his locked liquor cabinet again and couldn't help but chuckle under his breath because both of them knew that she knew the combination to the lock on the cabinet since he purposely had never bothered to change it. It was another little game that the two of them had going behind his wifes back.

Clay waited in the living room for awhile but then had to leave to go into the den to take a call. When he finished with the long phone call, he went back into the living room to see his teenaged daughter sitting on the couch with two glasses of what looked like whiskey nearby. Clay looked visibly shaken but wouldn't tell his little girl why when she asked him.

"It's really nothing honey it's just a business deal that fell through...now let's enjoy our drinks and talk about Buckstone Academy for Girls before your mother gets home okay"

Clay forced out a smile as he noted how beautiful his little girl looked today, even more than usual.

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Kryssi sighed not wanting to talk about Buckstone Academy because she knew she wasn't going to go, even if she had to move out Kryssi wasn't going to go to an all girls school. " Daddy, I really don't wanna go to Buckstone Academy." She stuck out her bottom lip as she pouted. "There has to be something I could do so I don't have to go to a lesbian school." She drank the all of the Jack out of her glass before she sat it on the coffee table in front of her. She crossed her legs before she put them on the couch, turning alittle, looking at her father.

"I'll clean up my act if I have to. I'll change my clothes like style or something and stop hanging out with Mark even though the wicked bitch doesn't know about him but I'll break up with him to stay home." She smiled at him trying to win him over. She sat up up moving closer to him, sitting on his lap like she used to do when she was younger and they watched TV on saturday morning. "Pleaseeee! You know I'll do anything to stay in public school. Did you know most murderers went to private school? Do you want me to be a killer or hang around them every day for a year?! Do you hate me that much?" She frowned as she looked into his eyes hoping she just changed his mind, even if it was just alittle bit.

She moved off of his lap before she spoke again. "You know you could always just fuck Patricia again and she'd probably forget about Buckstone Academy. You know, like she forgot about you passed out drunk last night." Kryssi stood up from the couch, walking into the lkitchen grabbing the bottle of Jack from the counter top before she walked back into the living room, she sat back down on the couch next to her father again before she finished what she was saying. "The walls are very thin, Daddy."

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As Kryssi told him about her intense dislike for Buckstone Academy for Girls, a glassy-eyed Clay tried to listen to what she was saying as he nodded and took one final large gulp of his Jack Daniels. Normally he would have scolded his little girl for her using such fowl language as she described him fucking his wife but right now his mind was someplace else as he swished what little was left of his booze around his glass. As he gathered his thoughts he finally put down the glass next to his daughters. He then stared at little girl with a strange look in his eye that even she had never seen before. When she implied that he hated her Clay almost got a sickly feeling in the pit of his stomach but like always he didn't show Kryssi what he was feeling. He was always a strong solid father figure for his wild little girl and nothing would change now he thought to himself. Finally after putting his hand on top of her soft leg on the couch next to him, Clay finally spoke to her.

"Honey you don't understand...that phone call...well...your mother and I have been having some problems..and...well I think that it would be better for our marriage if I was to move out for awhile so we can both re-think things out and...well your mother agrees"

Clays cock immediately stiffened when Kryssi sat on his lap and he shifted in his seat feeling a little bit ashamed at his hidden lust for his own teenaged daughter. He cringed in mental anguish when she pleaded with him in that special almost whining voice of hers that they both knew he could never resist. It was a voice that she always seemed to use to reach deep into his inner male soul even as a young girl. As Clay held her firmly around her waist and bounced her a little on his knee just like when they watched Saturday morning TV together when his little girl was much younger, he looked into her eyes and continued to spill the beans.

"Now do you see why I wanted you to attend Buckstone Academy for Girls honey?..It wasn't your mother who wanted it, it was me. It was either that or have you stay in this big house for half the day all alone with your mother as we try and sort things out"

Clay rubbed his daughters knee and smiled at her but Kryssi now had an odd look on her face.

"You can visit me anytime honey...okay?...I rented a small condo on the other side of town only a few miles from Buckstone Academy for Girls...it's virtually within walking distance...really honey it's for the best until your mother and I try and sort things out...okay babygirl?"

With that, Clay gave his little girl a kiss on her forehead as she thankfully got up from his lap before she felt his persistent erection rubbing up against her leg. He couldn't believe how she had filled out in the span of just one year. At least she will stop seeing that Mark he thought to himself as she went back to the counter to put the Jack Daniels bottle down before returning to him on the couch by plopping her soft teenaged ass right back down on his muscular lap. It saved him the trouble of 'fixing things' so Mark wouldn't want to see his little girl ever again.

Clay sneered at the final evil thought that he had about getting rid of this Mark fellow as he waited for his free-spirited little girl to answer him.

[xxschool_girlxx]

Kryssi was speehless hearing her parents were probably getting a divorce soon after her father moved out. She shook her head as he told her that she had to live with her mother. "I am NOT living with her Daddy, you can't make me! I'd rather move in with you, you can have full custody of me when you leave that bitch. Daddy please!" Her eyes started to tear up as she spoke to her father.

After a moment or two Kryssi's tears were running down her cheeks as she looked at her father scared oh the fact she would probably never see him again, she had friends whose parents divorced and they got the "you can visit me at anytime" speeh aswell, in the end they aren't allowed to visit and she knew it so that upset her. "VISIT?! If you didn't want to see me again thats all you had to say Clay." She stood up stomping off angry to her room, when she reached her room she slammed the door. She layed down face first in her bed.

After about ten minutes she grabbed her cell phone from off her nightstand, she scrolled through her contacts finding Mark's name, she hint the green button on the phone giving him a call. She knew he would answer since he still thinks he has a chance with her. She talked to him for a few minutes telling him what happend between her father and her for the past 24 hours, she got talked into going over to his place for awhile to blow off some steam. After she hang up with him she grabbed her bag walking over to the window, she opened it and slide out onto the roof, she walked over to the other side of the house grabbing ahold of a tree bench, climbing down. She made her way to Mark's house which was two houses down from hers, she stayed there drinking with Mark for a few hours before she decided to go home.

Mark drove her home so she wouldn't have to walk home in the dark, She kissed on tonight before she got out of his car walking up to the front door. She was shocked that the door was unlocked it was after nine at night so she thought by that point her father was either going to bed to wake up early for work or in this office doing work, she shrugged to herself not wanting to think about it much as she walked into the house quietly shutting the door behind her, hoping it didn't wake her parents.

[squiddick]

"Kryssi wait.. Kryssi get back here and try to understand...we can talk about this"

"FUCK"

Clay hated when his little girl cried, even when Kryssi was younger whenever she would cry about anything at all in front of him it always seemed to tear his insides up. It had gotten even worse lately, about ever since his little girl had turned 18 because for whatever reason now when she would cry it almost drove him crazy and fucked with his head. Clay never knew if she had used it as a tool against him to get what she wanted or what but it seemed to always work.

"KRYSSI COME BACK HERE!!"

When you called me by my first name and then stomped off, I knew what that meant so I just shook my head and decided to go back into the living room and sort things out as I left you in your room to hopefully come to your senses about both me and Buckstone Academy for Girls. I felt a little bit guilty for my cock still being hard for a good fifteen minutes after you left and I cursed myself again for thinking of you in that way..yet again.

Finally after a few more stiff drinks and an hour long talk with his lawyer over the phone, Clay decided to go check on his little girl to see if she had finally calmed down at least a little bit. He wanted to talk this thing out..whatever unspoken thing that it was that seemed to be going on between them.

"Kryssi?....Are you awake babygirl?..It's Clay uh...I mean it's Daddy..can we talk about this?"

Clay knocked on his daughters door and gave it a good five minutes before he opened it and crept into her darkened room. After he clicked on the light, the sight that met him was an empty bed and an open window with the wind moving around the curtains. Clay started to breathe hard before he went over to the window. Once there he looked out onto the roof and then back inside her room where his little girls white shorts and tube top and some other pieces of her clothing layed strewn all around on the floor.

Clays mind was suddenly racing a mile a minute as he slammed the window shut and got on his cell phone. He stood there in her room pacing around on the floor for at least an hour as he went through every one of her girlfriends from school calling up their houses...he called up all the friend of hers that he had known about and even some that he didn't.

Kryssi?..nope she's not here Mr. Peterson...in fact to tell you the truth we haven't seen your daughter around here for months.. was the most common reply as Clay started to fume. He didn't quite know why the fact of his wild teenaged daughter being out somewhere without him knowing where she was bothered him so much, but by his red face and the way that his insides were burning up right now it was pretty obvious that it did.

After deciding that he was in no condition to take the car out and go driving around the neighborhood looking for Kryssi, Clay stumbled back into the living room to zone out on the couch and finish getting plastered with the last of his Jim Beam.

A few hours later

It was about nine o' clock at night as the knob slowly turned and Kryssi entered the darkened but moonlit house through the door in the living room.

'the little slut must have used that door to try and sneak into her room'

Clay smirked evilly to himself thinking that thought and others as he was currently feeling no inhibitions due to his heavy drinking and was definitely not in the right frame of mind. As Clay quietly sat there on the couch, he just leered at his unknowing sexy teenaged daughters silhouette in the dark for a few minutes while she carefully turned around and closed the door.

Kryssi must have jumped a good foot and a half when son flicked on the nightlight that was attached to the wall before she turned around to see her father quietly sitting there on the couch in the darkness just staring at her. What seemed to unsettle her even more was the odd expression that Clay had on his face as he continued to just sit there silently and stare at her. The way that he held his drink and leered at her was almost like she was his estranged wife instead of his little girl.

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