FATED-BOND

Daisy's POV

The excitement I was feeling was out of the world as I stepped into the club with my best friend; Maria. The excitement wasn't just for the fact that I was now a high school graduate but the fact that I would be going on a vacation with my ever-busy father, to Hawaii.

As a high school graduate at 16, I felt like an adult already and that feeling was awesome.

The club was filled with high school graduates from different schools in New York. I knew I was going to be the center of attraction among my classmates.

I walked elegantly with pride and confidence. My dress was ordered from the best-known fashion designer in New York. It was a white short flowery gown with touches of brown flowers that looked like lilies. My heels, purse, and jewelry were diamond in color and they were flashing in the evening light.

"Hey Daisy", Becky waved at me, squealing in excitement.

I stopped walking and responded. "Hi Becky, whatsup?" I asked with a smile.

I'd say Becky was my second best friend but sometimes, I feel she didn't deserve that title. She behaved like a chameleon. Always off and on.

"I'm cool. You look great", she smiled at me sweetly.

I found the smile genuine and I couldn't help but return the smile.

"You look awesome too." I complimented her. She was in a blue dress and it was very short, showing all her thighs.

"Where is Maria?" Becky inquired.

"There", I pointed in the direction of the front door. Maria was sitting on her boyfriend's lap, they were making out.

"Crazy girl", I muttered and Becky giggled.

"Hello everyone", the head boy of my school; Stanley, stood on the podium as he made use of the megaphone.

"Hi", the students roared.

Some of his admirers were throwing invisible kisses at him.

I shook my head. I was the school head girl but never got along well with the head boy. He was too arrogant and proud and I detest people like that. My late mother taught me to be humble, generous, and kind to people.

The head boy, Stanley, asked me out on several occasions but I always turned him down. He felt hurt by the rejection and we had been sworn enemies since then.

"Is st. Raymond Elementary school here?" He asked the crowd looking at the long list of schools in his hand.

The students of st. Raymond Elementary school yelled in response, signifying their presence.

The students of Biotechnology High school jumped up in excitement to signify their presence, same with Bronx High School of science.

"We are present", the students of Bergen County Academics and Stuyvesant High school responded when Stanley called the names of the school together.

Stanley called out all the remaining five schools present as they all screamed in response, including my school, Townsend Harris High school.

"Great, let's party then", he concluded and jumped down from the podium, signaling to the DJ.

"Hello sunshine", a tall guy stood in front of me as I stared at those people who were dancing. I could see Maria and Eric at the other end as they danced crazily and I laughed.

Even though I was excited about the party, I was beginning to feel uneasy.

I haven't responded to him before he said, "You light my world the moment you step in."

I scrunch my face in confusion. "What?"

"That's a pickup line", Becky commented.

I burst out laughing at Becky's comment. "A pick-up line? It sucks." I laughed some more.

The guy was handsome no doubt but, what sort of pickup line is that? I asked inwardly. The first thing you say to a girl is a pick-up line? That's absurd!

The guy only smiled as he stood with his broad shoulders confidently, twirling his fingers around the glass of wine in his hand.

"I'll excuse you two", Becky whispered in my ears and disappeared before I knew it.

"What planet are you from?" I turned fully to face the guy.

"Planet Earth." He replied.

"Shall we dance?" He requested and I nodded without hesitation.

"Let's dance it out", I shouted so my voice could be heard above the loud music.

*****

Damien's POV

She truly lights up my world the moment she walks in. She looked like a princess and she was indeed a princess. She got not only my attention but also the other guys from my school.

There were whispers of her name from those whom I presumed to be her classmates. I had my ego to protect but I couldn't just sit and watch another guy make the first move.

I ignored the fact that there were a lot of girls at my beck and call. The girls I like and even those that I don't. They fall for my charms easily and I do not need to exert much trouble to get any girl I want.

Daisy, as they called her, looked innocent and beautiful. I was sure she wasn't like the rest of the girls who threw themselves at any random guy as long as he was good-looking or wealthy enough.

I went to talk to her and asked for a dance. Initially, I thought she was going to reject me but when she nodded, I felt relieved and happy that things were going perfectly fine, just like the way I wanted and loved it.

I hated it when girls tried to play hard to get. It turned me off. No matter how much I like a girl, once I am rejected, I'll begin to dislike her.

'Who the hell rejects a handsome guy like me? No one' I thought to myself with a smirk as we danced.

Her lips were so soft and looked attractive. I couldn't resist the urge to kiss her while we were on the dance floor. I felt myself getting hard after pecking her on the forehead, her beautiful long nose, and a quick one on her lips. She was surprised by my reaction but quickly covered it up with a smile.

I felt relieved.

I found everything about her enchanting, including her green peanut eyes and her curly brown hair. I was sure she'd look more attractive beneath... I mean when naked.

"Shit", I cursed.

"What's the matter?" She asked with concern as the music was halted and the students yelled.

"I'm a terrible dancer", I lied.

She laughed. Her laughter sounded like music to my ears and I couldn't help but laugh out too.

"Terrific is the word", she pointed out.

"Nah! You're trying to make me feel better. Can we sit?"

"Sure, my feet hurt."

"Sorry, milady", I bowed and led the way.

I didn't take her to where I was formally seated with my friends. They'd ruined the day for me and I wanted it to end well and right, I grinned with a plan already forming in my head.

We sat close to the bar and talked about random stuff as I poured more wine for her and myself. She was more of a great listener but I urged her to talk more. We discussed our school life experience and our hopes for a brighter future.

Each of the school head prefects went to the stage to deliver their speech as we talked on and on. Daisy's school was the last and when Stanley was done with his, Daisy was called.

"You're the head girl", I asked, escorting her halfway.

"Yep."

"Well deserved", I said and earned a smile from her before she went up the podium while I stood and watched her talk.

She rounded everything up and it was a great speech indeed. There was a standing ovation for Daisy and I felt glad.

I couldn't deny the fact that Daisy was humble and down to earth. People of her kind talk to people rudely and are mostly arrogant.

Frankly, Daisy had an amazing personality. She came back with a smile and I stared at her lovingly. I felt myself getting hard again and I cursed.

"What?"

"Let's get out of here", I said to her.

"Where?"

"I need fresh air. My car is outside." I replied.

She was hesitant for a while before saying, "Alright", with a smile.

I'd never felt the way I felt that night before. Ladies always try to seduce me and that puts me in the mood for sex. But seeing Daisy alone is enough to make me aroused.

'We might never see each other again after today. Our worlds were different. But I needed to do something to get her out of my head', I thought.

We got to the car and she pulled me to herself before I could open the door. A flicker of embarrassment flashed through her face as she looked at me and stammered.

"I..I..was..wondering what it feels like to kiss someone. Have you ever kissed before?"

'What the hell?' I said inwardly. She couldn't get over the quick kiss I gave her on the dance floor.

"You haven't been kissed before?" I asked, trying to hold in my laughter.

She shook her head and I burst out laughing. She looked hurt and I muttered. "Sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"It's ok", she cut in, trying to get away.

I pulled her back and my lips lingered near hers almost touching, as I pinned her to the car. My heart started fluttering like a hummingbird as I stared at her slightly parted lips.

I wanted to taste her lips so I pulled her closer and crushed my lips to hers. It was sweeter than all the wild berries I had tasted before. Before I could continue my exploration, she pushed me away abruptly.

She shook her head frantically and whispered. "No...this is not right."

"You need to have a bit of experience Daisy '', I tried not to show the effect she had on me, hoping I'd be able to convince her. I didn't want the day to end like that. I wanted her.

"Let's get into the car. We need some privacy", I hugged her and used the car keys to open the driver's door.

Afterward, I quickly opened the back seat for her from the inside. Then, I told her to get in the back seat. She looked at me and I nodded at her in encouragement.

She wanted to say something but I hushed her up with another kiss. I had to pull away as I felt a strong force beneath me. My beast was alive and impatient. It felt so strong like it would soon burst out of my trousers.

"Go in, baby", I muttered softly with desire.

She went in and I closed the door before entering the driver's seat, before pulling out of the parking lot to a darker area.

"I wouldn't want your schoolmates passing by to see you doing some practice", I explained and she chuckled.

I came down from the driver's seat and joined her at the back. She tried to initiate the kiss and I let her before taking over.

My tongue traced the outline of her bottom lip in an erotic dance with my hands exploring uncharted territories. I squeezed her boobs and she moaned.

I smiled. "This is a weakness," I said to myself.

"Are you getting the lessons?"

She nodded and pulled my lips into a searing kiss. I squeezed her boobs again and she moaned out loud. I removed my entire clothes and she did the same.

She wanted to say something but I shut her up with another kiss.

"No", she almost yelled, breathing heavily like someone who just did a marathon. "I don't want to have sex, please."

"I won't hurt you", I told her as she tried to get up.

Daisy wanted to ruin my day, I thought to myself as I smiled wickedly and pulled her down, guiding myself into her gently as she cried out in pain.

Daisy's POV

The rays of the sun penetrating my window curtains surrounded my room and woke me up.

I opened my eyes and realized it was a new day. I tried to jump down like I do every morning. I usually jump down from my bed, keep my feet in my pom rug for a while to massage it before going over to my exercise area.

I always make sure to exercise every morning to keep fit and for my butt. I used to have a very tiny waist but ever since I started my daily exercise routine, the story changed. When I first got into high school, my friends used to make fun of me because of that.

As I tried to jump down, I let out a cry of discomfort as the memories came rushing back. The memories of the night before.

My body became weak all of a sudden and I discovered my whole body was aching and burning up like hell.

The reality dawned on me.

I had my first kiss and first sex with a stranger. Someone I didn't even bother to ask his name, the name of his school, or even where he stays. I was stupid.

He used my naivety and weakness to his advantage

I've always wanted to experience what it feels like to be kissed and to have a bit of romantic intimacy with a man but I was not prepared emotionally and mentally for sex.

Dad used to say sex is addictive.

But I wanted to have a little experience before I go off to Oxford University.

My friend, Maria, had a boyfriend and she was already sexually active even before I began to menstruate. She used to tell me how Eric makes her feel and makes her yell out in bed. She tried to hook me up with Eric's friend, Peter but I didn't like him.

After I had experienced what sex is like, I couldn't deny the fact that it was an amazing experience. But I was mad at him... I mean the guy.

I didn't know his name and I doubt if he knows mine. I told him I didn't want to have sex but he went ahead digging into me till I gave in.

That was more like rape. It was against my wish. I only wanted him to kiss me and make me feel I was normal like every other teenager out there. I was trying to prove a point to myself. Maria said I was abnormal.

"You've never kissed anyone but your dad. You've never had sex with anyone before", Maria would say.

Maria was a crazy girl and she behaved like a slut. She said that was what her boyfriend likes...an audacious, crazy, and sexy lady.

I could remember Maria once asked if I was a lesbian and I screamed "no" in response.

She kept saying to my ears that I was abnormal. I asked myself the same question every day and I decided to use our graduation party to my advantage...to prove a point to myself.

But it turned out that a stranger used my predicament to his advantage...to satisfy himself. He wasn't gentle on me except for the initial stage.

I intended to go to the party and have Denis kiss me so I'd have a tale to tell Maria the next day. She was always the one with a tale to tell but I wanted the story to change. I wanted to tell her how it feels like to kiss a man. But sex was totally out of the question.

Denis had a crush on me and I was always nice to him. He was my classmate and I told him I was not interested in him so he won't take my niceness for a yes.

I know Denis would be happy if I asked him to kiss me.

If he kiss me, I would be happy that I was able to prove my point and he would be happy too, I thought before going to the party.

But that never happened. I didn't even see Denis at all.

My subconscious answered. "How will you see him when you are doing something else?"

"Oh! Goodness," I covered my face in my palms.

"I'm ashamed of myself."

I was ashamed because the thought of sex was annoying and exciting at the same time. I felt like a real woman for the first time.

I enjoyed the sex, it was heavenly. When he pulled out of me, I felt his absence.

He teased me with it several times, making me crave for him. I felt fulfilled when he was inside of me.

I sighed as I shook my head, trying to get rid of the thoughts and memories. I muttered the strength to stand up and I cried in pain as a tear rolled down my eyes. I almost fell back onto the bed but held myself up. My stamina helped me out.

That was the benefit of keeping fit.

The soreness in my little kitty was hurting like hell.

'Is this what sex is all about? Pleasure and pain? If that was it, then I'm done with sex for this lifetime', I soliloquized.

Getting pleasured during the sex and crying out my eyes after the whole thing is done. I walked slowly to the bathroom folding my arms around my bosom. My nipples were aching too. I remembered how he sucked and chewed on it like a cake, now I was suffering the pain.

I heard a voice that sounded like Maria's as I entered the bathroom and pulled off my clothes. I smiled to myself and I thought. "I'd have something to tell Maria. I'd finally be able to prove to her that I am mentally ok and not a lesbian like she claimed I was."

I remember the day Maria forced me to watch porn. That girl was indeed crazy!

She made me watch all sorts of porn movies but I didn't find any of them interesting and arousing. That increased my fears.

Maria said I had porn phobia and I would eventually die of it, just like Lucy. I really have no idea if it was a made-up story or if it was real.

"Dee-dee", Maria called, coming into my room.

"Uhm?" I answered from the bathroom as I allowed the hot water from the shower to pour all over me from my hair. The water made me feel relaxed and I freed myself, spreading my hand out and my leg while breathing out air.

"Be a quick girl. Don't keep me waiting" Maria hollered.

"Uhm" I mumbled as a reply.

I allowed my entire body to enjoy the sweetness of the hot water. Then I shampooed my hair and washed my body. I opened my legs wide and washed my private part, letting the hot water wash the pain away.

I shut my eyes, enjoying the sweetness of the hot water on my private part as a flash of my one-night stand came back and I opened my eyes sharply. "What the hell!."

I didn't want the memories.

I allowed the water to wash through me once again and finally stepped out of the bathroom with my towel. I tried to walk normally so Maria wouldn't notice a thing. The pain had reduced already but the soreness still lingered.

"Hello baby girl, how was your night?" Maria grinned.

She was going through my drawer. I know what she was looking for...a novel. That was what we had in common.

She loved novels just like I do. We buy and exchange them after reading. She usually gave me hers and I do the same in return.

I stopped asking her for novels the moment she started reading erotic books. She reads it to pleasure herself whenever Eric wasn't around. She gave me one of those books and when I read it, I began to feel uncomfortable, so I stopped reading it.

That intensified Maria's fear of my abnormality. To be honest, it increased mine too.

"It was fine." I sighed and pushed her away from my drawer. I sat down in front of my dressing mirror to apply my body lotion as she loomed above me. "You are no longer allowed to take my books. Go read your erotica."

She chuckled. "You can't forbid me. I need to read thrillers and suspense-filled books at the moment. Eric is around so I don't need erotic books now."

I whirled around to get a view of her face. "What pleasure do you get from reading it?" I inquired with a scowl.

"What? You mean erotics?" I nodded. "Oh my Goodness! What do you know?" She laughed.

"Are you telling me or not?" I feigned annoyance.

"Ok. Whenever I get to the part where the ML and the FL begin to have sex, I always imagine it was Eric and me and I'd get wet. It will make it a gateway to masturbating" she grinned proudly.

"What are ML and FL?" I asked, looking past the stupid grin plastered on her face.

She rolled her eyes and answered. "Male lead and female lead. Every book has that."

"Oh!" I murmured, comprehending what she meant. I finished applying the lotion on my body as she succeeded in grabbing one of my favorite books titled "Master of the Game" by Sidney Sheldon.

She moved away to lay on the bed while I walked over to my closet to search for a simple dress to wear.

'Now that I was out of high school, I'd have time to read more books and if possible, I'd try to start my first book. I'm just scared that it won't sell, even though dad is encouraging me to give it a try, I thought.

"How was the party last night?" She questioned all of a sudden.

"It was great."

"I'm sorry I didn't stick to you all through the night." She apologized.

"Yeah. You were busy with your sweet boyfriend to have noticed what your best friend was doing all through the night and I'm sure you both ended everything up in bed." I finished in one breath as I wore my shorts.

Maria smiled. "Actually, we did it in the toilet..."

"What the hell!" I exclaimed. "Toilet? That's ridiculous."

"We wanted to try something new. I see nothing wrong with that. I sat on the slab and he...."

"Spare me the details please", I snapped.

She shrugged and laid down. "I know you wouldn't want to hear it so why ask? Virgin Mary." She mocked.

"Or did something interesting happen last night?" she asked, covering her face with the book.

I wondered how she gets to talk and read at the same time. How she managed to comprehend what she was reading remained a mystery. I wanted to disclose what happened but something was holding me back.

I needed to tell her. She was the reason why it happened in the first place.

"Yes", I answered. "I had sex" I finally blurted out.

"What?" She exclaimed and threw the book away. "When? Where? How?"

"At the party. In the car. And roughly", I answered with a smirk.

"Oh Goodness! Daisy, you are no longer a virgin?" She held my hands and looked at me from head to toe like someone who had grown horns.

"Yeah."

"How was it?"

"It was amazing. But the after-effects hurt like hell."

She chuckled. "That's because it's your first."

"Really? I thought that's what sex is like. Pain after pleasure."

"No, no. You are wrong. You will get used to it with time.

I shook my head and thought, There is no next time.

"So who was the lucky guy?" She went back to sit as she examined me. I followed and sat down beside her. "A guy from another school."

"Wao! So you got f****d by those hot guys?"

"Stop using the F word, please. That's bad of you."

"Were you not f****d?" She laughed and hugged me. "I'm proud of you, baby."

"So you see, I'm not abnormal", I smiled triumphantly.

"Yeah. You've proved my thesis wrong. You are now sexually active", she shouted.

"Yeah."

"I hope you used protection", she uttered more like a question and my mouth dropped open.

Maria gasped and demanded. "Daisy, don't tell me you didn't use protection."

Daisy's POV

I was in dad's office helping him to clear out some files on the table. I was to put the old files into the cabinet and put the new ones into his drawer.

That way, he'd know which file to deal with after our vacation from Hawaii. He begged me to help him out while he went off to a meeting with his crew members. He promised to be back as soon as possible.

Dad had a telecommunication firm and he told me he had made acquaintances with some publishing companies. He said if I ever muster the courage to finish a book, he was going to help me talk to them into publishing my book.

I really wanted to write a novel that I can use to impact the world. I wanted to write teen fiction since I was still a teenager but then sometimes I felt like writing non-fiction.

My father's story is worth writing about. The love story of my father and mother.

Even though I was still little when mom died, I could see the way he treated and loved her right. Mother was the apple of his eyes. She was a very calm and patient person and she was the brain behind dad's success in the telecommunications world.

I was 8 years old when she died of cancer. A year later, Aunt Susana, my mom's friend, came to live with us with a baby bump. I was happy at first when she arrived because I was fond of her. She kissed and hugged me in the presence of dad.

The next day, I went into the masters' bedroom to ask her why she was sleeping on the same bed with dad when she told me to shut my trash or she'd send me to my mom in heaven. I cried bitterly and told dad that I wanted mom to come back home and take her place.

When I first menstruated, I went to dad to ask him what the blood signified. He told me the little he could and referred me to aunt Susana so she could teach me how to use a sanitary pad. That was three years after she had given birth to Joan.

Joan died at age 3, on my 13th birthday.

I went to meet her with my soaked clothes and she sent me away. I hated her since then and I knew the feeling was mutual. As much as I try to tell dad that aunt Susana was a gold digger, he wouldn't listen.

Maria came to my rescue. She was 3 years older than me and she already had the experience. Maria and I have been friends since childhood. She was amongst those who had always taunted me for my young age and tiny body since kindergarten. I loved her for her carefree nature, nothing seems to ever bother Maria.

She told me she lost her virginity a week after seeing her first menstruation. That was one thing I disliked about her. She was too wayward and she seems to be enjoying it, not until Eric came along. I think she's faithful to him but I fear she might cheat on him one day.

Maria doesn't care if a guy dumps her. She claimed that instead of mopping around the house in tears like a widow because a man dumped her ass, she'd rather go out and look for another guy to fuck the living hell out of her.

I've never seen Maria cry, not even the day her father died. Her mother barely had time for her and Maria sleeps alone in the big house most of the time.

I knew she loved Eric wholeheartedly but I didn't know if he loved her as much as she does. Maria didn't admit it but I knew she loved him. Eric was a cool, nice, and funny guy but he was as crazy as she was. That makes them compatible.

Imagine having sex in a toilet? Who does that? What if someone walks in on them in the act? I thought as I shook my head at their level of mutual craziness.

My subconscious screamed. "Remember you had sex in the car too."

"What the hell!" I grunted, hitting my forehead. I always try not to reminisce on that night. It reminded me of my weakness and the pain I felt.

That was a week ago.

"I'm sure the car was bouncing back and forth," my subconscious uttered.

I covered my face in shame at the thought.

I just hope no one saw me with him in the car. That thought would kill me. I can't take that sort of embarrassment. And dad would kill me if this ever gets to him, I said to myself.

As much as I wish that the night never happened, I missed his touches. When I protested against having sex, he pushed himself into me gently while pinning me down as I cried out in pain.

He told me to relax and that the initial pain was inevitable as he took my lips. He knew what he was doing.

He was gentle on me at first as I tried to adjust and get used to his strokes but he became aggressive after a while and began to pound into me while I cried out loud for him to let me go.

He was no longer in control of his emotions. And I gave in.

Then he fell on me in exhaustion. We were both breathless and when he recovered his strength, he pulled me up and kissed me again before turning me over.

I realized what he was about to do and slapped him in the face. He was dumbfounded.

I grabbed my beautiful dress that was already stained by blood, wore it over my head, and picked up my purse, shoe, and bra before running out of his car.

I was glad the place was dark as I found my way back to the parking lot to see if Andrew, the driver, was still within the vicinity. I got to the car to see him sleeping soundly with his head on the steering. I called his name and hit the car window before he woke up and opened the back door for me.

I slumped into the seat and we drove off in silence. I was mad at myself and at him for no specific reason.

We got home and I tried to hide my stained dress from aunt Susana who was in the living room. After greeting her, I ran past her, holding the stained part to my hand firmly so she wouldn't see it.

I felt a tingling stirring in my private part as I thought of that night.

My subconscious was at it again. "I thought you said that night was not worth it?"

I didn't know what the stirring meant but it occurred to me that I was aroused when my pants became wet.

****

I was tired of sitting all alone in dad's office. I was already done with the work I was given and I felt like going home. Dad said he wouldn't take long but it was an hour already and he was nowhere to be found.

The stirring in my little kitty stopped immediately when it came and I quickly used the toilet to rinse off the whitish juice coming out of my private part.

'I guess if it continues, I'll try and read one of her erotic books. I'll have to steal it because I won't be able to ask her for it. She'd mocked me till I cry, I thought.

Her 19th birthday was around the corner and I thought of getting her one of those books as a present.

Who would have thought things would change just within a night? I asked inwardly.

Few hours to the party, I knew not what it means to kiss and be kissed, I was a virgin and I didn't know what being horny or what sex means.

But after that night, I began to understand what dad meant by saying sex is addictive. I felt like having sex again....with him. Yes, with him. I didn't know if I can enjoy sex with anyone but him again.

I went out of dad's office towards the elevator and took the elevator down to the second floor. I went over to Mike's office and knocked.

"Come in," Mike said.

"Hello Mike", I beamed at him as I pushed the door open.

"Daisy", he called as he looked up, and smiled.

"How have you been?" He stood up and hugged me.

"I've been good," I answered as we disengaged from the hug. "Dad isn't here?"

"No, he isn't."

"He said there was a meeting with the crew members."

"Oh yes! That's true but we finished 20 minutes ago." He responded.

"Ok. I'll see you around then." I turned to go.

"I hope there is no problem?" I faced him.

"Not at all. I just want to go home. But I want to see him before I go."

"Maybe you should give him a call." He suggested

"He left his phone in the office. If I don't see him, I'll come back here before I go home so you can help me inform him."

"Sure."

"Alright, bye Mike."

"You too, Daisy. My regards to your mom."

"Sure", I said with a fake smile.

Most of the staff think aunt Susana is my mom.

I found my way back into the office. Then I remembered his secretary's office was adjacent to his and he might be having a conversation with her on how to keep track of all transactions in his absence.

I picked up my purse and phone and rushed out of his office. I was sure dad was there as I walked towards Lizzy's office.

My mind was already home. I wanted to sleep, eat, watch a movie to get inspiration, and if possible start my book. I have the plot already formed in my head and I was more than confident that it will sell.

I grinned as I knocked on Lizzy's door. There was no response so I pushed the door open.

Lizzy was a very friendly person and she was aware of the fact that aunt Susana wasn't my mom. She used to chat with me anytime I went to visit the company and I always made sure to visit her in her office before going.

The office was large and a bit dark as I peeped. The windows were closed and the sunlight couldn't penetrate the office. I opened the door widely and walked in, before closing it back.

I stood rooted to my spot seeing the sight before me. Dad was having sex with Lizzy on the office desk.

My mouth was agape in shock as I watched the two lovers. Lizzy was moaning loudly.

I wonder why I didn't hear the moans before coming into the office. I wouldn't have come in to see this shit, I thought.

They didn't even notice my presence as they kept on with their business. Dad's trouser was down with his shirts on and Lizzy was naked.

Why would dad do this? I'm sure aunt Susana satisfies him in bed because while I was growing up, I used to hear the sounds of their voices, especially aunt Susana's, screams, I asked myself.

I used to find that screaming sound irritating. I couldn't withstand the sight before me again as I yelled. "Dad."

He pulled away from Lizzy who scampered to look for a piece of clothing to cover her nudity. Dad wore his trousers before turning back to look at me. Lizzy ran to the bathroom with her clothes as dad and I stared at each other in silence.

"Dad" I called again and shook my head as a tear threatened to fall.

"Princess", he called trying to move closer to me. I struck a finger out telling him to stay put. I wasn't interested in any explanation.

I was about to say something when I felt nauseated all of a sudden and I covered my mouth with my left hand and ran to the bathroom to puke.

Lizzy was already dressed by the time I got to the bathroom and I vomited all I ate for breakfast into the water closet.

"Are you ok?" Lizzy questioned with concern as I washed my face with water while breathing heavily.

I stood up and stared at her, shook my head, and went out of the bathroom and office, without uttering a word to either of them.