It's in the open now. We had an awkward talk.
mom and dad and I ... on a nature walk.

She yelled, I cried, she called me names,
decided she couldn't hide my body,
so she'd simply have to love me still,
as young and hot and naughty.

So late that night as I lay awake,
there was soft knocking at my door,
I played asleep like my journal said,
my ******* on the floor.

I stirred a bit, to let the sheet slide down,
so they could see my budding *******,
hard pink ******* rising up and down
with every hungry breath.

I saw my mother kiss my dad,
watched her tease his swollen horn,
I watched her bring him to my bed
to see my naked form.

I looked at her, she looked at me,
I saw her lick her lips
I whispered "Touch me, Mother"
as juices slicked my slit.

I turned my face to father's ****
mother watched me slurp it in,
then she kissed my *******, caressed my ****,
and  slid a slender finger in...

My legs fell wide, I raised my hips,
my teddy bear clutched tight,
mother licked my ravenous ****
and daddy ****** us both tonight.

I like it when you **** me,
I  like to make you ***,
it makes me squirt and tremble
and all of us are one.

No more secrets from each other,
no more guilt or shame,
because of all the pleasures
we've added to the game.

I love you mom and dad.

I called him daddy in bed,
but I didn't think he would leave me
the same way my father did.
Now I'm lying here
holding myself at 3 AM
because God knows
neither of them will do it.

Give him everything you are.
Strip yourself to bare skin with chills on your spine.
Wishbones and collar bones,
your ribs protruding through your shirt.
He doesn't like fat girls.
So love begins on your knees in a bathroom stall
10 minutes after lunch.
Stomach acid burns your esophagus.
"I wonder if his **** going down will hurt as bad as ***** coming up?"
Be skinny.
Be everything he dreams.
Quiet, soft, subtle, pretty and confused.
Be this, that, and everything in between.
Be willing.
Be recyclable.
Be trash.
Broken glass in your retinas,
don't look him in the eye.
Let him have every part of you,
but hold back the feelings.
Be emotionless.
Be empty.
Now hope to god its enough for him to stay.
Ignore every part of you screaming
"he doesn't love you".
Unbutton your pants, pull off your *******
and reply,
"But I can make him."

I wanna be your daddy's girl
and let you touch me all the time,
anywhere you want to that makes me beg and whine
... to be your daddy's girl.

It's hot it's wet, it's hungry;
It's young and smooth and tight,
It's longing for my daddy's touch,
so wrong but  OOOOOhhh so right.

Please me, tease me, I'm such a ***** girl!
Spank me, lick me, **** me,
pound my throbbing pearl.
Touch me any way you want to,
take me to your bed,
tie me, try me, taste me
all desires will be fed..

Daddy, read my journal.
It's all here for you to see,
Your Princess has a hunger,
and you're my remedy.

I know you read my journal,
I see the hunger in your eyes,
At night, when Mom is working,
I hear your trembling sighs.

I say a silent prayer for you,
and push my ******* to the floor,
I pray you'll have the courage ,
to step in my room and close the door.

I'll pretend i'm sleeping soundly,
you'll drink in my youthful naked form
exposed and unprotected,
it's just the two of us...alone.

as if in gossamer mists of slumber,
i'll caress my hairless **** and moan.
Come a little closer Daddy,
Mother's not at home.

Shhhhhhhhh, pretend your not there,
standing by my bed,
your **** all hard and throbbing,
glistening pre-*** on its swollen head.

I'm watching you rub and stroke it,
your nuts are tight and filled with ***.
and now you see my eyes are watching,
see my cherub lips ...extended tongue.

I know you read my journal,
and I know you know I've known,
don't waste the precious moments,
when Mother's not at home.