BDSM Library - Story: Jills Fire, Chapter: Chapter 3

Jills Fire

Chapter 3 The Tie That Binds

by roccodadom44

roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

Horrible time attempting to sleep, withdrawal pains, wrapping arm around pillow no sustitute for her goddess body, her calling my cell early, monday, breaking our rule of no cell to cell, but my grin wide, heart racing, my girl. Worried she was in trouble, no she missed me, told her mom she was having dinner at a friends, would I get her, I would fly to the moon, agreed to meet her near her school, her promise to delete her calls to me, me telling her I would get her a phone, wouldnt have to worry about her asslicking parents snooping into our world. Her hosannahs of thanks at my taking her away, enough, her serious words, detailing my positiveness on her life, what joy, her word, I brought her, I was about as happy as a guy could be monday morn, work week.

Never gets old, that splash of color, Jill appearing, eyes meeting, that robust smile, her body getting taller, she actually got physically taller with confidence in my presence, thats something. Her ability to fill my car with so much joy, her lips slobbering me, she loved to get silly, over the top, who was I to complain, loved her saliva on me, letting spit drool from my mouth to hers, a foot away, both of us giggling, on fire, glad Bri wasnt returning till next week, wanting to ignore that shit, her anxious querry, could we go to my house, all ready decided that shit, yes, yes, had to lay things out for her, air out the particulars of what I wanted, what she wanted, first though we were gonna fuck like animals, there was no way we werent, she was making soft moaning sounds, as if involuntary, like her cunt was talking, both of us howling, her sinking her tongue down my throat, my reward for being a clever boy.

Well the nosy neighbor, every place has that creep, male or female, nothing to do but vent at others happiness, sad, pathetic, creepy,he was away, dodged that bullet. We barely made it into the house, Our rutting, it was animalistic, so energetic, so sating, both of us clinging to each other, sighs, moans, carrasses, tickles, giggles, jokes, laughter, is this not love, is this to be denied, never, this was us, our love, fuck you. Quick shower, eating the delivered pizza, greedily devoured, our talk intense at times, sweet at others, so fraught with emotion, we did it though, came up with a plan, one that would crush her parents, land Jill with me.

She was excited, adding much to the details, she would sneak me into her bedroom,mmmm, lure her dad into the room, while my hidden video got him groping Jill, who would beg him to stop, after he gave up, fags always gave up, I would fuck Jill in her bed, this was important to her, I got it, her need to bring our love to her dark place, told me I would forever change how she felt about that sad torture chamber, her bedroom. Let her in on another phase of our thing, had friends who would gangbang Jills mom, film it, we would have a copy, her mom being a drunk and skank it would be easy to get her to do it, that was being done, Jill excited at the thought of watching her mom get worked over, telling her my boys played rough.

Well enough seriousness, we played with each others bodies, her exploring, loving me, me her, when she got up quick, said she needed to give me something, interest, I was like a kid, had to be sweet, Jill was involved, her drawing, finished, perfect, framed, that it was a five dollar frame added to the pleasure it gave me, she did this for me, I cried, she was startled, then so happy, that she brought me this joy, that we had this joy, overwhelmed us. That there was no doubt we would be together soon, our parting easier, lots of laughs, my drive home not blinded by depression, knew this weekend we would be together, couldnt be without her, she told me she would just chain herself to my front stairs if I didnt rescue her soon, like a knight I would suffer all for my princess.

Her fag dad always got drunk on thursdays, not that any other day was out of play, but that day always, Jill got me into her house after school, nasty, dirty, her embarrassment,my words of deliverence, she was not from here, she was my daughter after all, not these white trash scum, her tears, real joy, grasping my hand, leading me, Mr Happy thinking sex, her revenge. In the bathroom, she took my pants down, grabbed her fathers tooth brush, giggling, rubbed it on my balls and cock, around my asshole, she was the queen of revenge, Jill would not be denied. She laughed that she would do her moms, but the skank would enjoy the taste, my suggestion that she put her moms brush into her cunt and ass, Jills tongue thanking me, sighs as her body shed some of its trauma, inflicted by her dirtbag parents, fuck phsyco therapy, words could not bring these kind of results, we agreed this was us smashing the wall keeping her confined emotionally, she would be free.

Jills bedroom clean, lots of bright pictures, she was a teen, a happy room, for a happy soul, telling me other than a few things, she didnt want to take anything from this place, her word, never did she talk of her home, girl on an island, no fuck more, calvary fuck yeah arrived, our passion soaring, hugs,kisses, tender love yous, setting up the camera, I could live in Jills closet, surrounded by her smell, so sexy, as I looked through the slats in the bifold doors, on edge, not scared, would dispose of asshole quick, didnt want Jill hurt, that was huge. When she showed me the picture of me, from five years ago, wow, she kept it under her pillow at night, had taken it fron Briannas room, when she had slept over, she would of been ten, she had clung to that image for five brutal years, her words that she always wanted me for her dad, was in awe of how nice I was to Bri, not a pushover, just that I was decent, her word, how you gonna fight that shit, this had to be. Her giggling, as she whispered that she would go get a soda, dad would chase her to her room, assault her, that she knew this was oh, so sad, that she chose to crush her oppressors,so, so courageous, my girl, my daughter, my lover.

She was dead on, as the coward stumbled into the room, lit up, talking trash, how he loved his baby, wanted some huggies, I was torn between puking and gutting him, raged, cringed, lost faith in man, he was disgusting, how could he presume anything would want him near, never mind perfection that was Jill, he was gross, unshaved, unwashed, shirt off, belly, tits to rival Jills, had to laugh at that, the thought of hanging this fag by his blubber tits, getting me horny, horny and enraged, nice combo that. His feeble gropes, Jills look of contempt and hatred, her ability to look towards me, wink, soft, sad smile, she saw the light at the end of this tunnel of darkness, her hard slap to daddy fuckers face, his surprise, fag, his hard punch dropping Jill,my rage uncontrollable, fluid, as I tried to open the door, stuck, kicked it open, like I was the wind, I nailed him, he didnt even react, not even his stupid eyes, most guys eyes at least reconized I was gonna clock them, to late to stop it, but they knew, this clown was trying to get my girls shirt off, Jills face bloody, My fist sending loser boys head to the side, comically far, his body dropping, nighty night fag.

Jill shut the cam off, she calmed me from killling him, she explained she wanted him to clock her, laughing the pussy couldnt even knock her out, I do adore this perfect being, hard and soft, had his assault on tape, her giggles that he also looked pretty capable of working, along with the vid she shot of him mowing the lawn, perfect, but when she told me she locked the closet door, to stop me fron killing him, didnt want me in trouble, couldnt live if I went to prison again, how as one we were, our hug so loving, me tenderly licking her bloody lip, savoring her royal blood, she was from the gods, Mr Happy standing aside, out of respect, he knew when to not muck things up, knew he would romp the fertile fields of JIll lots and lots, the wonder of that enough. The subtle thought, how could this loathesome swine produce Jill, hmmmm, his wife was a gutter skank, her rep was buy her booze, she will fuck, knew Jill needed to take a DNA test, wouldnt that be freeing for her.

Again she knew what she wanted, we did, it was wild, crazy, intense. She stripped, her out cold dad, face down head sideways, snoring, disgusting, his jaw swollen, fag, she laid on his back facing me, beckoned me, oh sweet baby jesus, this was for the ages, how thrilling it was, how explosive her orgasm, how deep my love for her, we lasted about a minute, perfect, as I wanted her off him, creepy fuck. Her squatting over his fat mouth, releasing my pie, his slobbering to eat it, glutton, would eat anything, no thought invovled, loser, the way Jills tits shook with her giggles, my girl was free. I roughly dragged dummy to his bedroom, that it stank, dirty clothes everywhere, there were fuck flies buzzing on moldy chicken bones,Jill again looking mortified, embarrassed, my tight hug of her, my soft reassurances, her time here was coming to an end, freedom, she was still naked, laughing, rubbing her messy cunt on her moms bathrobe, had to let it out, her demons scattering, her body spasming with emotion as she shed the darkness, rebirthing right before my teary eyes, taking her soft, elegant, artistic hand in mine, courtly bow, asked her to accompany me to our home, her jumping up and down, squeals of joy, tits threatening her real harm, grasping my hands, willing me some of her abundant joy, how good it felt bouncing round her parents room, her father out cold, digesting our juices, mom soon coming home for a dose of reality, I had the tape of her latest public fucking, in a dive bar, lots of guys, living color. That my friend had her declare that she would pimp Jill out for five dollars, sweet and sour.

Gave dummy a shot of demerol, he would sleep long time, wake in his piss and shit, nice, Jill needed to do one last thing, taking her soon to be exdads pecker out, knew it, he was a little dick, her bursts of laughter, saying over and over, shrimp dick, shrimp dick to it, how sweet, she knew how to enjoy her time, fucker had his years of dishing out the trauma, here came the train called Jill, delivering a little thing called revenge, she wanted tape of mine next to tinys, after I told her to stomp his balls good, she needed no further counsel, me holding mine, wincing, as she used her heel to get a few choice ball stomps in, her fag dad moaning, slobbering, farting, her last stomp, he pissed himself, we left him, wallowing in his piss, balls busted, face busted, out, Jill savagely stating she would never, ever set eyes on him again, or she would kill him, I believed her, hugged her, told her if it came to that I would skin him alive, make a lampshade of him, he would never beat us, we would always crush cowards.

Our shower sweet, it was always so calming to me to shower with her, she knew this, Im sure she would, like most women I knew, prefer to have her private shower time, but she knew I needed this, this tenderness, the very real sense of cleaning each others dirt away, our rebirth together, as one, though her sexy body lathered up didnt hurt. Again, the shower was gross, Jill saying it couldnt be cleaned, she had tried, that she had to clean for these pigs burnt my ass. Waiting for her clown mom to stagger in, watching their crappy TV, Jill on my lap, plenty of pawing going on, both ways, me tickling her, her peals of laughter, oh, like an angel she sounded, unrestrained joy, her sudden hard hug, exclamations of thanks, me to her, both of us tearing, laughing at our sad selfs, back to tender touching, butterfly kisses, cackling at her fathers nasty wet fart, the noise echoing down the stairs, hoped he shit himself, mocking the news fags, more makeup than harlots, how well we worked off each other.

Finally porky stumbled in the door, jesus, knew where Jill got her tits, her moms ridiculous, Jill claiming they were EE, all tit, no brain. Took her minutes to notice us, was I a cop, our giggles confusing her, I took the ball, laid it out, needed to repeat lots, cunt was slow, easily lost, could see her lips moving trying to think, the tape playing, guys stuffing pool sticks up moms canyon, Jill by my side, sighing contently, hand in my back pocket, she was fidgety like she just wanted to move on, or she was waiting to pounce. Her cunt mother turned her anger at Jill, never tried to get her side, the words hurt me, to hear Jill called those things, by her mother, her fucking mother, jesus, thats so fuck depressing. My girl weathered the verbal assault, smiled at her mom, told her it was over, she was leaving, found a real dad, wouldnt, couldnt take their abuse any fuck longer,Oh my baby girl was echoing me, if they didnt agree to our terms, she would show the tapes, testify to their abuse.

I did what I did to further show Jill how utterly evil her mom was, her greedily accepting my offer of ten thousand, cash, to go along with me getting legal custody, Jills look of hate, her mom greedily admitting on cam that she didnt want her kid, case closed, as Jill got her meager keepsakes, we were gone, she never once looked back, her radiant smile, when I pulled into Friendlys, telling her we deserved to celebrate. Just sitting on the curb outside the ice cream parlour, sharing our cones, her licks getting to me, her sexy tongue doing sexy things to that cone, her eyes so bright, happy, no one can deny I did wrong taking her from that shit, no one can doubt my intentions were pure, that we are lovers, I really cant see any way to halt, this train was all ready rolling, would only gain speed, we were both disinclined to pull the brake lever, that was the thing, if it was just me banging a local teen slut, plenty of them around, many of my daughters friends throwing it at me, no thanks, nothing more of a turn off that listening to a teen talk, it would if at all be a quickie, then came Jill, this, this was layers deeper, yards more of depth to our relationship, this would be our first night together, still we worried that shit would be denied us. My lawyer, a vet, pulled strings, told me it would go through, but it would be a six month temp order, my jail time causing shit. Jill and I would meet with him tomorrow night, work out what to say at the hearing

Our first night was so sweet, helping her do her homework, how she grasped things, her mind like a sponge, soaking up everything, told her my plan to DNA test her, her giggles that it would be so fuck cool. Her desire for me to adopt her, when I kidded then I couldnt marry her, she attacked me, begging me, shouting here comes the bride, calling me her dear, dear husband, gave us something to consider, the out of no where staggering desire to impregnate her, I was thirty five, her about to turn fifteen, fuck life can be a son of a whore.

Our love making slow, complete, both us emotionally drained, how fine to have her curled against me, her raspy snores, great comfort to me, still fretting, wouldnt rest complete till everything was final, knew that the weasles, her parents, would always try to weasle, that was what they did, knew in my heart I would explode, rage if they dragged this out, hoped I didnt go to prison, but would not let that trash dictate nothing, not a fuck thing to me or Jill, ever, fuck ever.

She was up early, showered, ate with me, cereal, chatting, so regular, we both agreeing it was a natural swing to our multisided love, had no desire to fuck Jill right now, she was dressed teen style, sexy cool, but I was her daddy now, she was still a little tenative, everything new, my suggestion we hang our art, me her gift, she her tile I bought her, a good tonguing I got for the idea, she putting her tile near our bedroom, in the hall, wanting to see it every time she went to bed with me, sweet. Told her to put her makeup and shit in the bedroom, our bedroom, mmm, dont that sound peachy. Dropped her off at school, telling her we would give depositions after school, that she wasnt scared, happy, it was real, headed to my job, I was a foundry worker, pured molten metal, tough job, good pay, boss new my deal, no need to hide, did my job.

I did miss her, her texts picking me up, how kids were asking what was up, where was Bri, why was JIll dropped off by me, finally calling me at my lunch time, adult of her, telling me Bri was making trouble, texting Jill for answers, Jill wanting me to help her explain, smart girl, told her I would pick her up, call ms cunt, texted that to her, got a nice haha, smiley face. Day dragged, but like she could not, she burst into my sight, cheering my heart, our kiss deep, fuck the world, she was fourteen, so she got a little nervous outside the lawyers, I explained he was a friend, on our side, and funny, never hurt for a lawyer to have some humor. Tom was bigger than life, six foot five, three hundred pounds, lost a leg in Nam, always gave us guys a discount, helped out guys like me, heroes who got lost on the crazy train.

Jill and he hit it off so well, Tom impressed by her quick wit, her ability to express herself, how you knew she was special, their talk flowing so easy, me wondering how much I was getting billed, Toms laugh, he had a decent laugh, in that you knew he was someone who loved humanity, a hugger, a lover, good man, he wouldnt dare take money for this case, knew when justice demanded no costs, just quick action, had shared all the evidence with the judge, implored my good character, in spite of my record, telling her that I did big things in war, I did, but wouldnt fall on that crutch, he could, his job, good. He also cleared up Bri, telling the judge, she was happy with it, but had a long planned vacation with her mom this week, a stretch, truth was often very rubbery, if you will.

We got into court that friday, the judge issuing an emergency protective order, remanding custody to me, we saved that piece of paper, have it framed on our night stand to this day,. We slept well the night before court, knowing we were almost there, our lovemaking hot and heavy, lots of oral, how addicted to her taste I was, her pussy so musky, all woman, juices flowing, how effortlessly she swallowed my raging nine inches, girl could deep throat at the drop of a hat, neat trick, could cause she wanted to. Coudnt be more content, waking with her, our comfort level so nice, she loves to fart in the morning, not a little ladylike passing of gas, a sonic boom, bellowing from between her to die for thighs, allowing us to start the day in hysterics, price of that not determinable.

We got everything settled with the lawyers and court, Jill was magnificent, so real, so clear, telling the judge she knew what a man was, what a father figure was, pointing to me, going into a well reasoned appeal, my pride soaring, watching others reviewing this sexually alluring womanchild, her mind, her ability to speak for herself, witty, passionate, not angry, looking ahead, explaining how I gave her security, allowed her to become a kid again. The judge, a hard ass jew broad, gave me permament custody, railed at her parents, went on and on complimenting Jill, I having submitted her drawings and stories, telling the judge how I had fanagled her admission for the summer to the premier writers camp in the state, at Tanglewood, she was blown away by Jills talent. The judge asking me if I knew what a jewel I had, tears rolled down my cheeks as I explained, my lawyers arm steadying me, how I always thought I was tough, but how this little lady, I called her that, the judge actually smiled, thought her severe face would crack, taught me that it wasnt enough to be tough, not if you traded your humanity, your happiness, how she taught me to be happy again, Jill interrupting, pleading with the judge to tell her she was safe, how could we be stopped, what a fuck force we were, me and my girl.

The judge telling her parents she was ashamed of them, a bit sorry they ruined their relationship with Jill, that she left it up to Jill to decide if she wanted contact, explaining it would have to be preapproved by the court, Her mother at least appologised to Jill, seemed to mean it, Jill, ever the good soul, hugged her, whispered in her moms ear for a minute, the court room, so attentive to this drama, Jill releasing her mom, standing within my chaste, protective hug, her scumbag exfather, jesus fuck please me, only question was how much child support did he have to pay, fuck and suck, my lawyer, smartest, most decent guy I knew, did I tell you, knew I was triggering, appearing at my side, him and Jill calming me, its nice to have humanity on your side. Tom telling the judge all we required was the parents to pay into a college fund, that my excellent boss, had agreed to put Jill on my health insurance, Judge actually telling me her daughter was available, much laughter, couldnt be prouder of a guy than she was of me, tears for me and Jill, fuck strangers were weepy eyed over our little thing.

The judge saying it was time for Jill to set the world on fire, that if she ever wanted a law career look her up, adressing me, going through my record, bad and good, her words soft, commending me, scolding me, also reminding me how much Jill mattered, like I didnt know that bit of fact, if it was a fight, we won by first round KO, it really happened, Jill was mine, I was hers. There wasnt a dry eye in that court room, when Jill and I walked out, holding hands, together forever. Asking her what she told her mom, awesome this, Jill told her mom that she would see her form time to time at our house, as a couple, also she told her mom how good I was in bed, how good I treated her, sounds like gloating, fuck you, cunt had it coming, she let the clown she married hurt her daughter, that aint right, fuck way.

Unbeknownst to Jill, I managed to book a room at the Harborview, on the Vineyard, costly, but how many times in your life do you get this lucky, felt blessed, taking her to the mall, explaining she needed clothes, stuff for our house, fun shopping with her, she wasnt a clothes horse, liked what she liked, comfortable things,lots of hemp wear, sexy hippy girl, jeans, blouses, a couple minis when she was in the mood, bought her a killer light orange cocktail dress, would look fine on the Vineyard. Telling her, she was ecstatic, always wanting to go there, sketch the victorian cottages, she knew architecture no surprise, my girl. We would stay in the best hotel, old world, teach her proper manners, her smirk, my playful threat, I was her Dad, could paddle her sexy bum, her imploring me to, smacking her ass, waving it at me, how sweet she was over my knee, her perfect butt begging me, my hand stinging her, reddening her, so hot, the heat reaching my face, her cunt smell strong, taking her on our kitchen floor, hard, frenzied, both of us exhausted, spent twenty minutes clinging to each other, on the hard stone floor, her oohs and ahhs so sensual.

Our mutual disbelieve, that we were together, legal, amazing, used our drive to the ferry to work on the Bri problem, I was pissed that she took the week off from school, though it worked in our favor in court, no telling what that misery queen was liable to spew out. Jill telling me Bri was in danger of failing, deciding JIlls allegiance was to me, mine to her first. That Bri would be disruptive we both knew, decided to just deal with it, another month Jill would go to camp for a month, Bri would leave for her moms, forever, hopefully. Know I sound bad, dissing my kid, but she was turning sour, example, Jill showing me texts Bri had sent to others telling them about Jills bad home life, how Jill told her that in confidence, her giggling that she could give up Bris secrets to me, we laughed at my kids exspence, I learned my daughter was a tramp, giving it up to every boy, hopes of being in the In crowd, it never worked did it, Jill way to clever to ever be that predictively dull.

All we agreed was to stand together, not even pretend we werent bonded, fuck Bri, the fact that she would never accept me and Jill freed us to just run with it, I would trade my kid for Jill, as one who lay on the ground bleeding out, I knew how fleeting it all was, wouldnt be denied this joy, explained this to the sparkly eyed beauty, she freeing my cock, sucking softly till I came, her mouth swallowing it all, her deep sloppy kiss feeding me her jism flavored spit, I took it, played her game, drooled it back into her hot mouth, laughed, that she would eat enough of her own juice, in due time, lots of giggling, the ferry nearing, getting a spot close enough, no need for one of those horrible cattle cars,moo,moo.

One draw back of the Vineyard, no place for your car, streets narrow, no land, so we would be walking all weekend, renting bikes, oh, well, we were both floating as we walked up the ramp, the act of physically distancing ourselfs, together, from the emotional roller coaster that was the past couple of weeks, not to be discounted. The salt air so exciting, sitting close together, on the outside benches, whispers, how she glowed, her quick peck on my cheek, calling me Dad, oh lord, Im a lucky guy. We loved looking over the side, the waves big, water angry, mmm getting a guy to take our pic, thanks mate, sharing hot tea, the first week of June sea breeze chilly, my sweater on her shoulders, her head on mine shoulder, her now reading a book, Watership Down, a fuck classic if ever there was one, how fascinating her mind, let her roam, took to shooting the big sky, the ocean always making me feel so small, loving the blue sky, only this deepness of color at sea, this blue would not be duplicated, so relaxing. Edgartown in sight, her excitement bringing me so much happiness, her hand sweetly reaching for me, touching me, like she needed to know I was there, bella, amore mia, oh Jill, ever would I be there for you..

The cab a short ride, she excitedly pointing out houses she wanted to sketch, the middle aged cabbie impressed, giving Jill pointers on different houses, telling her to make sure to viist the Pagoda tree in Edgartown, brought back to America by a sea captain in the 1830s, largest pagoda tree on the continent, beautiful to sketch at sunset, see everyone just treated her as an adult, like there was no question, everyone wanted a piece of Jill, not just her incredible body, people loved to be around a clever mind, hers was one such, how proud I was, her capacity to surprise, so compelling to me. Giving the guy a great tip, his compliments on my stunning daughter, getting us both hot, She loved the outside of the sprawling hundred year old hotel, the wrap around porch so inviting, pull up a wicker rocker, the view of the light house, perfect, we just sat for a few minutes, our time, mummurring thanks that we found each other, me giggling that a fucked up vet and an abused fifteen year old, someone should make a movie, her claim that I would have to play my self, no one else was that handsome, jesus, was I blushing, told her fuck hollywood, I wanted to live our life, be forever happy with that, no need to shine this up, allready perfect, her arm in mine, no more words, just the relentless waves pounding the sea wall, the sea gulls screeching, fog horns, a symphony for us, two lovers, completely as one.

Got through the busy check in crap, our room small, quaint they called it, bed perfect, we were in it, naked, my cock up her cunt where it belonged, her back to me, those perfect ass cheeks, driving me to distraction, her skin so soft, so a woman, wanting it to last forever, our orgasms approaching together, our timing precise, our moans blending, our bodies merging, souls on fire, this was love. The sheets tangled up, bed sopping wet from our sweat and juice, our bodies sprawled, nerves still tingling, as always, recovering so energetic, happy, we sprinted to the shower, part of our lovemaking, the ritual cleansing of each other, worked for us, fuck you. Threw on my button down light pink shirt, white shorts, sperrys, uniform of the idle rich, what the hell, lets pretend we were the boring always been rich, knew Jill would have a blast mocking at their dull exspence.

Still got dizzy,her beauty still could physically jolt me, in the best way, her coming out of the bathroom, stunning, a young Sophia Loren, all woman, not a hollywood bag of bones, Jill was woman, what real men want. The dress, light orange, silky, strapless, her heels white, lifting her ass so nicely, her makeup dead on, minimal, lipstick perfect, a trace of Obsession, Jill knew how to stun. Her smile, her hand slipping in mine, her whispers of Daddy, then Lover, oh, my, our hug furious, telling her again how much I valued her, didnt want to be without her, her squeeze, sigh of acceptance, telling me we would be fine, if JIll said we would, we would be fine.

Just walking the streets with her, hand in hand, her interest in the galleries exciting to me, though some of the modern shit, lost on me, she got it, but prefered to, as she joked, actually draw shit, as opposed to splash paint, her dig at the drippers, monkey painters, give me an accurate seascape, landscape, portrait, anything but more fuck triangles, I didnt want to guess what they represented, figured they meant the artist, term loosely applied, had run out of art, if they ever had any in them, pretentous bastards. Finding an art supply place, her excitement at all the supplies, my pushing her to buy, never put a price on her art, her soul.

Went into a tiny antique place, I loved old stuff, collected history books, Jill wanting to see what there was, having never been in such a place. Well, I tend to get preoccupied in such places, love to be surprised, finallly noticing my girl at the front counter, trying on a necklace, handing it back to the clerk, a little oh, well laugh, I knew it was exspensive. She wandered around, I beelined to the clerk, asked to see the necklace, a cameo, made from whale bone, mans head, a whaler made it for his honey, perhaps, it was exspensive, haggled her down, in my pocket, perfect gift for baby, her bday tomorrow, perfect, am I not a clever bastard. Found her inspecting a rocker, looked early shaker, jesus, she had good taste, telling her to rich for my blood, her good natured acceptance, we headed for dinner, agreeing we would have to return here again, her going on, listing all the places in the world she would like to visit, and why, told her I had been to most of them, got shot at in a few of them, would love to take her, knew she would dig the whole european vibe, so much more freer about sex, nudity, took religion for what it was, a nice distraction, nothing to get all fuck uptight about.

The waiter tried to hit on Jill, she loving it, loving my discomfort, in the best way, playing footsie with me as he slobbered up to her, give him credit, he at least had the balls to try, that he seemed boring, Jill confirming after he departed, missed her word play, he wasnt in my league, our food awesome, how we loved to share our food, we werent trying to be spectacle whores, we just felt the need to feed each other, I knew I did it because it helped fill my void of not being JIlls Dad from the start, oh how I would of loved to hug her as a newborn, welcomed her to this world, to cuddle that bundle of joy, She loved that side of me, I tended to get sheepish, her forcing that out, telling me it made me a better person, fancy that, again, tell me this is wrong, cant be done.

The stars so bright, just walking, aimlessly, her comments on the passing people priceless, buying a forty ounce Bud at the packy, brown bag, sitting on a bench, just cackling at Jills spot on commentary, that a guy in bright green pants, red whales, walked by, well the snots running from her nose, she was having convulsions of laughter, so sexy, no one looking, I licked her snot up, ate it, her vow to outdo me,mmmm, that could be interesting. She liked the taste of beer, told her everything in its place, we would get hammered soon, she wanted to try it, told her at home, just us,see, thats parenting.

How stunning she was, the dress making her shimmer, like maybe she wasnt real, to beautiful to be of this life, more, how her joy was contageous, people had to smile, had to consider this dynamo, the way she would comment on a piece in a gallery, honest, intelligent crtictism, a lady asking if she could do better, ahah, Jill telling her she would bring her porfolio to her tomorrow, the lady smirking, cunt, telling Jill, if she had time she would gaze at it, oh my, you tight ass cunt, wouldnt Jill blow this uptight asshole away. Jill whispering that she would rather wipe her ass with her drawings that let that cunt see them, good for her. Her asking me if we could go to our room, our room, she was tired of adults, her words, my laugh so releasing, she got it, people were fine in doses, just as long as we had our quiet time, wouldnt we make some noise then.

Back at the room, couldnt wait, telling her how much I loved her, I gave her the necklace, her tears, her sobby words, that I was that into her, she asking me to hold her, I could hold her forever, wouldnt be that possesive, Jill needed space to grow, I knew that. Snapping the necklace around her perfect neck, our kisses slow, meaningful, her breaking them to let me know how safe she felt, thats the thing, She could go on and on about how I fucked great, looked great, was funny, it was all good, but when she told me I gave her security, my heart, my entire being was lit up, positively glowing, my dadness stroked, my need to take care of her rewarded, thats true love, she got it, I got it, thats all that fuck mattered.

Our loving was awesome, first we made love slow, with care, sure to please each other, then we got energetic, wild, Her need to experiment, sliding two fingers up my rectum, while stroking my cock, taught her how to tickle my prostrate, her giggles, it was all fun to her, not gross, not strange, just love. Her tongue in my shit canal, the way she was enthused, My going after hers, her giggles that we were a couple of brown nosers, my solemn oath to wear her shit with pride, our howls of glee, sex was supposed to be fun, how many sex encounters I had, that were surreally formal, without joy, just something to be done, yuck, double yuck, Jill got sex, have fun, share your whole, wild self with your lover, no secrets, no holding back, no lines, no boundaries, both of us safe in the knowledge that the other valued our kinkiness.

Riding bikes to South Beach nice, the beach mobbed, but we had to give it a shot. Found some room, lots of screamers, people tend to scream at the beach, I say unless some fuck is going under, shut your cunt, enjoy the energy only to be derived from soaking up rays, truely an erotic vibe. Always left the beach horny, Jill agreeing the whole thing made her tipsy with urges, she talked like that, earnest, ahh, to be young, she really dug the smell, how our skin smelled after laying out, like crispy chicken, mmmm, we had to, rode our bikes down a road, into the bushes, our fucking violent, rushed, urgent, how she spasmed when she came, biting my lip till I bled, both of us dizzy, panting, finally the to be expected fits of giggles, her telling me this is no way to treat your daughter, wiping the sand off her sexy body, calling her my lover, her quick peck, we were dressed, semicleaned up, off on our bikes, headed back to the room. When we stopped at a crossroad, she fed me some of my creampie,fishing it out of her steamy snatch, showing me the sperm she had in her mouth, our kiss, messy, spermy, we were something.

The weekend was perfect, Jill settling down to draw the pagoda tree, a little put off by the over the shoulder set, Jill telling me it was like they were peering into her soul, on others it would sound played, but fuck sake, she just turned fifteen, she was allowed her self seriousness. Always one to know when to roam, exploring a clever book store, Edgartown Books, located in an old whale captains house, well lit, quiet, history books segregated to our little corner, god forbid any fuck body bothered to read history, maybe fuck figure out war seldom panned out for either side, made monsters like me, but there I go. Loving that there was a certain black enclave in town, an island surrounded by an island, the pasty whites pointing them out, much as the uptight religous middle aged couples in Ptown pointing out the fags, Hey Martha look queers,, Quick Harold stand next to them while I take your picture, the boys at the K of C will die over it.

I get these visions, me and Jill, on this island, middle winter, storming Northeaster, snuggled in front of a fire place, oh, I have the best visions. Torn between disturbing her or feeling like I am stalking her, how I loved to observe her, how she presented herself to the world, she looked small, inward, as she sat cross legged, intent, doing that sexy hair flip thing,mmm, so Jill, how her breasts rolled so sweetly under her loose blouse, the way her left hand fondled her necklace, sweet jesus, she really loved me. Her eye catching mine, still across the street, on her radar, the way she grew, swelled up, that smile, pray to jesus, it was all I needed to survive, fuck food, fuck water, Jills smile fed me. Her sketch pad closed, she would show me her work when she deemed, her deal, feeding her a bite of the fudge I bought, the way her big foot gently rubbed my ankle, unmistakable its intent, whispers of her desire, how she needed release after so much focus, who was I to deny art.

Shut out the world the rest of the night, ordered room service, her showing me her work, it was the thing about art,either it did it or it didnt, it did, her tree lived, swore the blooms were gently waving in the sea breeze, thats art, thats Jill. We snuggled, fucked, used our tongues to lick every part of the others body, pissed on each other in the iron claw tub, smeared ketchup on our bodies and licked it off, it was all we had, bad idea, both us barfing bloody red puke, cackling, at each other,the way her body shuddered,mmm, we wernt drinking, just drunk. We left early in the morn, both of us determined to get home, to our home, how it rolled off our tongues, I wanted Jill dug in, comfortable, before the drama queen whirlwinded into town. The ride back subdued, lots of hand holding, quiet talk, our future, our now, how much I wanted to take her to the Keys, knew it would fit her, like me, she loved the outdoors, but tired of the people, never under estimate the abilty of some clown to ruin a nice private public moment, not sex, just a quick locking of eyes, disturbed by joe boring screaming at his kids, bring back kid beating if thats what it took to shut up leatherlungs.

Both of us smiling at her thought that we were going to our house, it was, I wasnt inclined to pretend, or at least as little as possible, we had agreed to keep up appearances, Jill pretending I was her Dad alone,no bragging about my sexual abilities, no overt closeness around town, but we would live as man and wife. Neither of us would budge on that, having decided we could accept our twenty year difference, working it out, me at fifty five, her thirty five, seventy five- fifty five, telling me she sucked my ass now, would wipe it later, so Jill, her desire to see this through, still amazed she clung to my pic as long as she had, that she knew I was the guy, her term, not that she didnt want me as her dad, just that she knew I was for her, wow, there was no way to walk this thing back, it was so powerful, alive, sara' cosi.

Bri was supposed to get home sixish, we cleaned, Jill really helped, nice,my lover, my partner, had dinner done, made love, nice and easy, the rest of our lives to perfect this thing, showered, dressed, ignoring the building tension. We had Jill in the small bedroom upstairs, tiny room, freshly painted, new bed, sheets, her own TV, cable, best part, there was a door leading from her room to mine, as it used to serve as a walkin closet, Jill would simply lock her door, use the other door, sleep with me, my door locked, devious, maybe, fuck cares, we were gonna sleep together, she needed that, I needed that.

Being an hour late, that was on time for the ex, she polluting my front porch with her evil, wanting to know what Jill was doing here, Bri getting snotty saying I replaced her, if she only knew. Thing about having killed, done time, when I got pissed, people tended to listen, even my ex, queen of the motormouths, telling all it was between me and Bri, Jill went upstairs, Bris mom left, losing interest, Bri and I trying to talk, how hard it was to get through to her, her tone always negative, surly, threats, accusations, bluster. She gave in, seeing that I wasnt, told her Jill was in my life, deal with it, she had to make that choice, I already had, still loved Bri, wanted her in my life, but wouldnt send Jill away, knew from where she came.

Like her mom, she wanted a deal, sick, sick, but fuck her, she, or rather her mom thought Bri should quit school at sixteen, work for her moms boyfriends cleaning company, wow, thats sad, gave her my biggest mistake of your life spiel, her stunning arrogance, calling me a criminal, I accepted her proposal, wouldnt fight her dropping out next year, she would behave, all being relative, for the last month here. Sad, but I felt no loss, her sourness grinding me down, her choice to be offended by every slight, real or imagined, a learned trait, she had no reason to be angry, living a sheltered, safe childhood, unlike say Jill, living in hell, yet Jill chose to be happy, embraced joy, Bri wallowed in misery, more worried about what others had.

Our whispers soft, Jill telling me she cried hearing Bri say things to me, how proud she was that I didnt take it, my turn to cling, her turn to hold, she did it with so much love, her whispers of happiness, giggling that Bri would be gone in twenty two days,had it marked on her calender, sweet. The extra spark, knowing Bri was in the next room, as we made love, quietly for us, lots of giggles, as we slowed our orgasms, delayed them, talked silly, serious, went back to loving, the final payoff incredible, over the top pleasure, our tears real, unable to unhug ourselves, giggles at that picture, stuck together forever, we would take our chances. How quickly she fell asleep, she wore a smile, enough said, her breathing relaxed, my Jill, my everything was safe.

Well it didnt take long for Bri to cause problems, getting home from work, Jill was doing her homework, also texting friends, multitasking, quick kiss, told me Bri went off with some guys after school, wouldnt tell Jill where, made a scene, how Jill wasnt her sister, I wasnt Jills father and never would be, cunt. Jill was upset, jesus, couldnt see Bris angle, why rock the boat, she got what she thought she wanted, telling her how some people shunned happiness like it was leprosy, wallowed in theirs and others misery, sorry to say Bri had started down that road. Reassured Jill she was my daughter, one day my wife, her joy at that, truth set me free.

The little cunt showed up at nine oclock, I was pissed, more I was done, made the choice, Jill with me, to move on with my life, me and Jill, wouldnt allow Bri to poison us, her screeching, nasty words, dull rantings boring me, I think even she felt foolish. She came into my room, tried to say she was sorry, tried to turn it on me, I was a good deflector, her sad words, she would try to behave, how unhappy she was, boo hoo, again, I tried to get her involved, asked her if she wanted to go away camping with Jill and I, her refusal to include Jill sad, pig headed, her way of saying she wasnt interested, fine, that I was glad said it all, me and Jill in a tent, didnt we love that image, her having never gone, I used to take Bri and several of her friends every summer, Jill telling me how her father always said no, just to be a dick, how fucking sad.

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