Wait, Dad, wait
From Create Your Own Story
"Wait, Dad, wait," you say. "Call me Cheryl," you tell him. Cheryl was your mom's name.
He smiles, "Of course, Cheryl." His smile is filled with lust. He lets your panties fall to the floor.
"You always loved this," he says, reaching for your discarded tank top. You hold your tongue as he shreds it into ribbons, after all, he bought it anyway. He uses the tank top to tie your hands behind your back and your feet together.
Instead of fucking you, however, he seats you back on the couch and sits next to you, and begins to watch TV again. You're wondering what the fuck is going on, but he then slides his hand underneath you. He rests his thumb on your asshole and the rest of his fingers on your pubic mound. He turns on Jeopardy and tells you, "Go, honey."
The answer is: Japan signed its surrender for WWII aboard this ship.
You kinda remember this from class, but you're not sure if it's the:
Requirements: This is a story about a young girl written in second person.
