Don't You Love Your Daddy? by Toni Maguire & Sally East

Author:Toni Maguire & Sally East [Maguire, Toni & East, Sally]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Social Science, Poverty & Homelessness
ISBN: 9780718192280
Google: IonsohE-eysC
Publisher: Penguin Books Limited
Published: 2010-10-13T14:00:00+00:00

During half-term he took time off work. ‘I want to spend a little time with my special girl,’ he said to my grandmother, who smiled and said she thought his attempt to get closer to me was a very good idea. When I returned home from school for the start of the short holiday he was already at the house, waiting for me.

The curtains were drawn back in all the rooms for, until dusk fell, it would have looked strange to the neighbours if they were left closed. Pete had described to me how the neighbours had known of our mother’s death: Nana had drawn the curtains on the day she had died.

‘Sally, come into the hall with me.’ Without waiting for an answer, he drew me by the arm into the small dark square between the front door and the two downstairs rooms. It was the one part of the house that no curious eyes could see into and, standing there, I sensed an excitement in him I hadn’t seen before.

He turned me around and bent my body. With the second stair supporting my weight I wriggled in protest at having my bottom so unceremoniously sticking up into the air. His hand grabbed the back of my neck and pressed my face towards the dusty stair carpet.

‘Keep still,’ he commanded, and his free hand shot under my school skirt. With one tug he pulled my knickers down to my ankles. I screeched with shock as he spat. Then I felt his finger slide inside me and I cried out with pain and indignation.

‘You’ll soon be ready,’ he crooned. ‘Yep, nearly ready for me to make you a proper woman.’ I felt the familiar hard thing against my buttocks as he manoeuvred it between my legs. ‘You like that, don’t you, my dirty little girl?’ His thrusts got faster and harder with every word he gasped out. My knees seemed to have crumpled and while he supported my tummy to keep my bottom in the air my head had collapsed forward and my cheek was rubbing against the carpet. Dust and fluff seemed to fill my nose and with each thrust my breath became more restricted and my chest began to tighten.

The pressure made it seem as if the back of my throat was closing up, and as he felt me struggle for air, he moved against me harder. When he finally grunted and cried out, he stood up and I felt moisture between the cheeks of my bottom and running down my legs. My limp body slipped down the first few stairs and he left me lying on the floor gasping, only to return a few moments later with my asthma inhaler. ‘Just two puffs, Sally, like the nurse showed you,’ he told me, holding it towards me. I took it and squirted it inside my mouth and to the back of my throat. Hungrily I sucked in the air it had released into my constricted lungs.

‘Now say, “Thank you, Daddy.

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