My Step Father Hidden Desires

I heard the sounds of thunder and lightning outside the ballroom.It's dark in here and I can't see anything. There are so many people here, but where is Mom?I see her in the middle of the crowd. She looks already drunk and She continues dancing as filthy men surround her."What's happening? There are so many people? What are they doing to my mom?" I asked in my confused state.I watched as those men grope her, forcibly touching every part of her body.As the filthy men pinned her down to the ground, I saw her face filled with much pain.They continue raping my mom. I heard her groans and screams all this while, but there's nothing I could do to stop them."Mom! Do you hear, mom? Mom!"I called for her, but my small voice comes out like a muffled sound.They keep on hitting her, trying to subdue her and stop her from screaming.Suddenly, my mom lets out a long, loud cry. Suddenly, she stopped and She wasn't moving anymore.Seeing her motionless, the men scattered and left her."Mom?!

"You know that people can mistake me as one of your girlfriends, right?""And so? Just let them be. I don't mind. Since the day you helped me during the class recitation, I've wanted to befriend you.""Yes. I remember that day. You can't answer a difficult question so I secretly gave you a clue.""I never expected to befriend someone like you."Jason Connelly is a chick magnet. Other than good looks, he has a good family background."You're so careless. People are making rumors and gossiping about us. Yet, you are not being cautious." Jason Connelly is a chick magnet. Other than good looks, he has a good family background.It's been going on quite so long. People were suspicious of my friendship with Jason, especially Emma Mills. She is his admirer."You are overthinking this. Why should I be cautious? It's not as if we are doing something illegal."I feel something strange is going on as I notice pairs of piercing eyes fixed in my direction."Oh, gosh! It's Emma Mills and her henchma

“Hey, don't say that. You don't need to feel bad about yourself for being protected by someone else.”He even hugs me back so tight. I don't care what the school thinks of us anymore.I know but I think I could have handled the situation better.“You don't have to always feel sorry for being reasonable. Everyone has to stand up for themselves.”“It's not that easy, you know.”“Are all guys always this literal? It's more complicated than that, only if he knows.”“Look, I know that sometimes you avoid me because you think we don't deserve to be friends.”We continue hugging each other.“I know that you have guessed that Emma has a crush on me - and that does not make it easy on you.”“Wow. Good intuition! I thought men are capable of sensing such things. This made me feel even better.”I was too amazed that you just don't know what are the exact words to respond to what he said.“Aaaaaahhh, if this hug makes you feel better. Go on. Have enough of it.”“Just let me. I can treat myself. I

“Good evening, Sir! She's not in her room. In fact, she hasn't come home yet. ““Is that so? It's already dark. Where is she right now?”“With all due respect, she's a grown-up now, Sir. Girls of her age deal with many things on their own now.”“She could have informed me about her whereabouts. I'm her guardian. She is under my care.“You are overthinking that matter, Sir. She is in high school now. You should not pay too much attention to her.”“I think you should focus more on your top priority, Sir.”“I agree. I should not throw myself off track. I would not let my plans and efforts go to waste.”“I don't mean to disrespect but are you saying that as a matter of fact or to convince yourself, Sir?”“What do you mean, old man?”“Maybe, your concern is rooted in something else, Sir. Perhaps, a feeling of affection.”“I am taking revenge, Monty. I will not submit myself to something stupid just to destroy it.”“I have come this far, Monty. I will finish what I started.”“Dealing with m

You see how Luke looks at the principal. It was something that made him scared to death.Oh my! He is so disappointed in me.Is he going to give up on me now as how my father gave up on me and left me?Then, he grabs your arms and gently drags you out of the classroom.Mr. principal was left in shock. I don't know how am I going to deal with this in the coming school daysThis is going to be a ride going home in deafening silence. I just hope he won't think of leaving me.We arrived home and Luke hasn't spoken a word since we left school.“How difficult it is to give a call or at least send a message?”I see him walking back and forth - his hands on his hips, the other one touching his chin after every several steps he makes.“Please listen to me. I just do not want to bother you. I know I always do.”“Ugh. Really? That is so lame!”“I don't know what could exactly be the reason for his exasperation.”Does he know about the Emma situation? the not sending him a message? Or, he might h