the man i call dad is not my biological father. after he married my mom he adopted me and my brother who is 2 years younger than me. after we settled into our new home i stuck to him. i use to lay on him when we all watched tv before bed.
he never ever touched me in a inappropriate way when ever i layed on him or cuddled with him.
there was a few times when i was like 4 or 5 mom told him to take me with him when he got in the shower and he allways would go “seriously?” she said yes so he took me with him and bathed me. again he never did nothing he shouldn’t.
i am the 1 that crossed a line he never did or would. my mom left us and did drugs really bad. she still does. i was 8 when daddy filed for divorce. he got custody of me and my brother. he had a new house built for us. i use to stick a tooth pick in the hole to unlock the bathroom door and sneek up on him and stand close to the wall and watch him take showers. i never seen him jerk it. i wanted to but didn’t get to.
he got so use to me creeping up on him he quit chewing me out and putting me on restriction and stuff. he didn’t raise hell when i ran in his room with just a towel wrapped around me after i took a shower and did like those old pervs on tv that open a coat and jiggle around showing their junk.
when i was 11 i snuck out of the house and he caught me jerking off a boy that lived by us and he was f******** me. omg i thought daddy was going to kill him. i was kind of froze in shock i got busted and when he snatched the door open on my old playhouse he built for me and i was sitting there wearing only my sleeping shirt and my knees up to my chest. he was so pissed off he told me if i insisted in getting fucked to at least pick a guy that didn’t have a weird looking little mudflap lmao, then he pointed at my junk right out there easy to see and went “is that crabs right there?” lmmfao!
he told me to get in the f****** house and get my little a** in bed. when he walked by my room i said daddy, and he didn’t say nothing which he never did. he allways said sime thing back. so i get up and go in his room and set on his bed because he was in his bathroom. when he out of the bathroom and when he seen me dida huge sigh and i started feeling really bad. i stood up and started hugging him and telling him i was sorry and i wouldn’t do that again and
