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Chapter #7
Cabin retreat in the mountains
by: Unknown
Unfortunately it turns out that Evette was. A sickly pink suitcase left next to the front door was quickly transported into the back of the car and we were off. Swept away by events beyond my control i found myself trapped in a confined space with my unsuspecting parent. He was on the phone berating some employee, the expression of power, his aged rugged masculinity barely contained by his suit, as though he was chiselled out of rock. Wait..What? That was weird. I found myself imagining whether he still excised. He certainly used to enjoy the outdoors, hence the cabin out of the state in Colorado. I remembered it fondly, a place where i at least enjoyed the few moments of father/son bonding we had, where we had family vacations...when we had family vacations. Skiing, camping, i always thought my Dad was some sort of mountain man, Davy Crockett-like guy for a living. Turns out he's a rich prick who uses the site of my favourite childhood memories to screw his mistress....
Dad finished his call and pulled me onto his lap. "Sorry about this hon, i've been neglecting you too much, but once we arrive we'll have the entire weekend to ourselves." With that he began to slowly trail kisses up my throat. Resisting the urge to gag, i found the urge to vomit didn't come. Huh, must have already mentally prepared myself for this. Didn't mean i enjoyed him shoving his tongue down my throat but until i could think of a plan of what to do, i was going to just man up...metaphorically speaking and try to get out of this as least traumatised as possibly. It went on for hours, even the transfer to the helicopter just seemed to rev him up as he became more...handsie with his groping of my ass and breasts despite my attempts to disentangle myself.
So why was i okay with this? Was it because i was going back to the place i thought of so fondly. Should i tell him? Or was my body already adapting my mind to my role?
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