The Asylum Confessions: Fairytales by Jack Steen

Author:Jack Steen [Steen, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-08-24T16:00:00+00:00

10

JESI

I wouldn't say Wayne and Brenda were in the big leagues. They weren't on television, didn't have a large cult following, and for sure weren't millionaires.

But they were known.

They were known enough to be invited to speak at conferences.

They were known enough to appear as guests on the big preacher television shows.

They were known enough to be interviewed when big wig preachers got caught with their hands in the jar and ended up in prison.

They were known enough to know better, too.

They were known to be the loving parents of America's most virtuous daughter, and that right there holds a lot of pressure.

Who wants to be known as virtuous?

I played along, though.

When Wayne permitted me to start dating, we were always chaperoned in group settings, and never allowed to hold hands, hug or gasp...kiss.

Was it because they wanted to keep me innocent?

Was it because they didn't want me to turn out like my biological mother?

Was it a little bit of both?

Sure.

Anytime I acted in a way that wasn't godly, Wayne would comment that I needed to be careful, or I'd turn out like my hussy of a mother.

Brenda was in charge of buying my clothes - even when I was eighteen.

I wore the ugliest of dresses, I'll have you know. Never hugged my cures, never revealed my waist, and always at a respectable length. I never, ever showed any cleavage either.

I remember once making a dress myself, and the neckline was a little...low. It showed a hint of cleavage, and Wayne couldn't stop staring at my chest.

Yes, Brenda noticed.

She wouldn't leave me alone with him after that. I have no idea if she ever said anything to him, but I've always assumed she did because things suddenly started to get awkward - like really awkward.

I'm no princess and I sure as hell ain't an angel. So you can bet that I used that awkwardness to my advantage.

Sure, I was innocent and a virgin, but come on...I wasn't that innocent that I didn't have a clue what was going on.

Any guesses what I started doing?

Ding, ding. You got it right. Yep, little temptress that I am, I get it honestly.

Every time he would come into the room, I'd tug the neckline of my dress or shirt down just a little, just enough to show a hint of what the fabric was covering.

At first, I only did it when alone, even if we weren't in a room together alone for long. Brenda was always hovering, a shadow I couldn't get rid of.

Didn't stop me, though.

Something inside me liked the thrill, wanted to see how stupid Wayne would get, what kind of mistakes he would make.

I'll admit, I was tired of cow toeing to him all the time and always having to put his feelings, manhood, and position first.

Between the two of us, Wayne never stopped staring.

Does that make me a hussy? No.

I was trying to see how far he'd go before attempting to cross a line with me. After all, I wasn't his blood daughter.

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