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I had not left my room for what felt like weeks. Sure, I had gone out to get something to eat here and there, and shower, but other than that I was in my room. My father expressed his concern through my door, telling me that it was unhealthy to lock myself up like this but it didn’t change anything. I was not ready to come out. “Elaina,” my father spoke softly though the door. I could hear the concern in his voice, but I could not bring myself to answer him. “Please talk to me.” I didn’t know what to say to him. Three weeks ago my mother had passed away. She had been sick for a really long time and it finally had become her time to leave us. I knew for a long time it was going to happen but two weeks ago, when it finally hit me that she was really gone, I lost it. I had no idea where I fit into this world anymore. “I am going to bed,” he spoke though the door again, defeat claiming his voice. “Just remember if you need me, I am here.” I wanted to cry, all he wanted to do was help me. But who was going to help him? My mother had been his everything. She was a stay at home mom. She did the bills, she cooked the meals, she took care of him in all ways, even sexually. Sexually? Did I just think of my mother pleasing my father in a sexual way? I guess I never really took the time to think what my father was now missing. He was having to learn how to do all of these things on his own and he was sexually frustrated. His life had to be sucking just about as much as mine was right now. It was then that I developed an idea. Not really the best idea in the world, as some people would think, but it was still an idea. ____________________ I şişli escort bayan listened through my door to my father moving about the house. It was six in the morning so I knew that he was getting ready for work. It was only a matter of time before I had the house to myself. My daily plans would be better played out if I was alone, no one questioning my motives. As the front door slammed shut, I jumped. I had been lost in my thoughts so intently, I had forgotten that my ear was to the door. Now was the time to get started. I made my way out of my room and straight into my parents … my fathers bedroom. I had spent so much time in this room that I knew my way around pretty well, but I guess things had changed. What used to be a neat and tidy room, almost peaceful, was now covered with piles of clothes and whatever else my father could manage to throw on the floor. It was not the room I remembered at all. I knew now more than ever that what I had planned to do was much needed in this house. So I continued on, making my way into the closet. More clothes were scattered about, and it saddened me to see something my mother had cherished so much in such a havoc. She would have wanted something better than this, and I was falling behind in keeping her alive in this house. The only thing that was not a mess and out of order was my mother’s side of the closet. All of her clothes were lined nice and orderly, the way they always had been. I went through them carefully, not wanting to mess anything up. I could smell her on every piece of clothing. My eyes widened at the sight of a sexy negligee. It was see through around mecidiyeköy escort bayan the breasts and a very light silky yellow. Though I was only sixteen, my breasts had filled out nicely this last year and I was sure I could fill this outfit out. Slipping out of my nightgown, I pulled the negligee over my head and let it fall around my body. As I had imagined my breasts filled it out rather nicely. The length was a little hard to get used to though, as it stopped just passed my ass, so I knew if I moved or bent over, you would be able to see my entire ass. But no one was home, I did not care. Once I was dressed. I gathered up all the clothes in the house that needed cleaning and started the laundry. I then proceeded to clean every room of the house as clean as I could. I felt in my heart that my mother would be proud, but I was not finished yet. _____________________ The day had come close to an end. I knew better than to make dinner because my father had been eating at the bar lately, which is where he spent most of his evenings. I did not blame him though, he needed someplace to get away from this place. “Elaina,” my father’s voice called from the bottom of the stairs. “What happened to the house?” I got up from my bed and looked myself over in the mirror, making sure that I still looked good in the light yellow silky negligee. Once I was satisfied I made my way downstairs. “It needed to be cleaned,” I informed him, standing behind him as he looked over the living room. “I have not been doing my job around here well enough, so I needed to catch up today.” “Your job?” he asked, turning around and seeing escort şişli me for the first time in who knows how long. The look on his face was full of surprise but also something else that I could not make out. “Elaina, you look..” “Do I look good daddy,” I asked him, turning myself around so he could see all of me. “Do I look as good as mommy?” “Oh sweetie,” He sighed, sitting himself down onto the couch. “Is that what all of this is? You think that you have to be your mother and do her job?” “I don’t think I have to,” I informed him, stepping toward the couch and standing only inches away from him. “I want to take her place.” “Take her place?” he asked me confused, looking up at me through slightly reddened eyes. I was not sure if it was the alcohol or if he was on the verge of crying. “You can’t take her place sweetie.” “I see,” I sighed, looking down at my feet, feeling as if I had just been beaten down. “I am sorry, I thought I was …” I couldn’t even finish my sentence, I just wanted to run up to my room and continue to hide. I never should have come out in the first place, this was all just a big mistake. He did not need me, maybe he never even needed my mother. “Elaina,” he spoke but stopped himself. I could tell he was unsure of what to say. “You could never be your mother, but that is not a bad thing; You are you, and I love you just the way you are.” “You do?” I asked, needed to be reassured. “You love me.” “Of course I love you,” he laughed, “I have always loved you.” “Do you need me?” I asked him. “I do,” he nodded. “I will always need you.” “Then let me do this,” I said to him, moving to stand right in front of him. His eyes moved from my bare legs up to my chest, which could be seen through the negligee and then up to my face. He looked me in the eyes and I knew that he wanted this just as much as I did, but he was afraid. “This is..” he began, but stopped himself once again.

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