VIP4K. Tension between me and step daddy went too far
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She waited until her stepmom left for the weekend. Just her and her stepdad, alone in the house. She'd been teasing him for weeks — walking around in his shirts with no bra, bending over way too slowly, calling him “daddy” in that fake-innocent voice. And now, she was ready to push it further.
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Stepfather.
Stepmother.
Stepsister.
Stepbrother.
My dearest stepdaddy, I see you, you know.
You think I don't, but I do.
The way your hands twitch when I walk in the room.
The way your breath hitches when I lean just a little too close.
The way you pretend not to watch me, but I can feel it, burning,
carving its way down my spine like a secret no one else is allowed to hear.
You avoid me. You barely even speak to me anymore.
But silence doesn't erase things, does it?
It just makes them louder, more unbearable.
Like that night in the kitchen, when I reached past you for a water and your whole body locked up.
Do you think about me when I'm not here?
When you're alone, in the dark, with no one to see?
Do you press your fists into the mattress and curse yourself for wanting what you shouldn't?
Do you swallow hard and try to will it away?
But it just sits there, heavy in your gut, curling around your ribs like something alive?
I wonder how far you'd let it go if I pushed, if I really, really tried, if I sat in your
lap, if I whispered in your ear, if I told you I know, that I've always known, that
I like it, that I like watching you unravel just from the thought of me.
Would you break?
Would you snap like a frayed wire?
Or would you do what you always do, turn away, grit your teeth, force yourself to remember
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