Somehow, From Out Of Nowhere, My Papa Came To Take Care Of Me

Let me give you the short version. I was on the floor, he was crawling behind me, he caught my leg and pulled me back. He was on me, his arm around my neck. Then, he flew off of me. I heard a disgusting thump, like a watermelon being busted open. I turned and a man was standing with a tire iron, and the other man was on the ground on his back not moving. I was thirteen. That's pretty much what I testified to.

That man, the one that happened to come by, well he's been my 'father' figure all these years. He pretty much took over the place of father in our house. He hugged my mother, in that way that a man hugs a woman, and my mother took the hugs and his hand reached down and grabbed her by the butt and my mother would say something like 'not here' or the 'girls are watching'. We were old enough to know what happened when he took her back into her room in the trailer. I'm not saying that they were loud on purpose, but my mother 'yelped' and 'squealed' and said 'no, no, no' She also called him a 'beast'. To be sure my mother would have crawled to the ends of the earth for him to hold her.

I remember my sister and I sitting at the table looking at each other 'I wonder what he's doing to her now' crossed our minds. I suppose that I was done with puberty, but my sister was right in the middle of it. She would grab her new tits and squeeze them to death. As far as how he treated us, well we knew he was the boss and we did what we were told. I don't think either one of us ever disobeyed him. But we were going through hormone rush and knowing what he was doing with our Mom only made our blood run hotter. Hearing her say that nature must have really messed up because you like it. He really pounded her, and she liked it. We know because she would talk to us, girl stuff.

One day, we had moved then to a regular house and it was prom season and I had a real new dress, believe me I was the one not to be denied anything I wanted, the boy came to the door for me, and pictures. He took the boy by the scruff of his neck, 'if you touch her you die'. Needless to say I didn't get touched. How do you put up with him? my friends asked me. He's my father, that was my only answer. At the new school we were in nobody knew about our trailer park life.

The day came for me to be walked down the isle, to be given away like day old bread, for him to surrender me to another man. He told me no matter what, no matter when, you call Papa and Papa will come running. You got that? Yes Papa, I got that. I cried every step down the isle and I cried when I had to say I DO.

My Papa is one son of a bitch, when it comes to his little girl. I have two kids and we are moving to our new house and Papa and Mama are here to look after the urchins while we do the moving. My Papa put a big check in my hand, like real big and said your baby sister is getting one to, this is to make sure you always have a roof over your head, that belongs to you.