"you're such a good girl."
Sour whiskey breath spread against my cheek.
"do you want this?"
I shook my head, trying to breath, to scream the words no! I don't!
"yes, you do, my good girl"
no, I don't!
"will you be my good girl?"
I promise I will be your good girl, I promise, just please don't do it again.
"you're my good girl."
daddy, please stop