Thread: Enjoying the Daughter (DareToDream and Niah)

It was once again a late night for Mia after returning home from her after school job at a nearby cafe, where she was a waitress. With her mother wasting a lot of her welfare check on booze, men and drugs, Mia had no choice but to pick up the slack. So every afternoon she'd head over to the cafe, working short shifts to help keep the family afloat. Afterwards she visited a neighbor in order to retrieve her little sister, Tamsin. Her neighbor's daughter went to the same school as Tamsin, so she had kindly agreed to pick her up from school and let her play over at her house whilst Mia was at work. Everyone in the neighborhood knew about the Simmons family and their issues. How the daughters were left alone all the time, whilst their mother paraded around town like a two dollar hooker. Mia often heard the whispers two daughters by two different men, it was a miracle that her eldest girl hadn't been knocked up yet! Naturally a lot of people expected Mia to be a mini carbon copy of her mother and in looks, she was. They both had long brown hair, sharp hazel eyes, a splash of cute freckles across their face and slim but hourglass figures, though her mother's was beginning to look more gaunt these days thanks to the drug abuse. However similar they were in appearance though, they were completely different in personality. Mia didn't drink, do drugs or sleep around, she held herself with an aura of respect that her mother had never possessed. Mia was responsible, hard working and mature. Within this household she was often more of the mother figure. Raising Tamsin single handed whilst also caring for her mother whenever she landed herself in one of her worse states. Many times the teenager had to wash the sick out of her mother's hair, clean her up and nursed her in bed after a particular bad trip. Things were somewhat a little better these days, since Devon's arrival. Her mother was still out doing God knows what all night. However at least now when she came back Mia wasn't the one who had to look after her. Now it was Devon taking her to bed and cleaning her up, so at least that was one less thing that she needed to worry about. Devon was no knight in shining armor, he most certainly didn't discourage her mother's behavior. However with him around it was at least contained more, plus the man wasn't awful company to keep. Whenever he wandered around the house they found themselves chatting and Mia actually managed to get a half decent conversation from him. She dared to say that she even enjoyed socializing with the male. There was also the added bonus that he was quite attractive, a thought so terrifying that she would never admit it out loud. He was sleeping with her mother and was over twenty years her senior. Nothing could ever happen! Not that she really wanted it to anyway. As was previously mentioned, Devon was no saint, definitely not someone she would remotely pursue even if he was her own age. The feelings that she had involving him were nothing but a crush. Like one might have for a teacher or something, it wasn't going to go anywhere! Although it had pretty much became Devon's job to make sure that her mother got home safely, old habits die hard. So Mia found herself that evening waiting up for her mum, just in case she needed her. With everything she put her through, Mia by rights should hate her mother and yet here she was... still trying to keep her safe. The door swung open and Devon came on in, dragging the unconscious woman with him. Mia gave a weak smile and a nod as the older male greeted her. He stank of alcohol and sweat, among other things... no points for guessing what they were doing in the car. It bothered Mia slightly, which didn't make sense. After all Devon was her mother's boyfriend so of course they were going to be intimate. Yet here she was, feeling somewhat annoyed and out of place. He offered her company, which she turned down. It's ok, I was just heading to bed now anyway. She picked up the remote and switched off the television. As her eyes began to rise back upwards they were met with the sight of his open fly. Mia looked away instantly, she had only really seen a bunch of material as his manhood had been tucked relatively back in. However it was still enough to make the young woman blush and decide to head off to her room pretty swiftly. She stopped by the kitchen for a moment, only to retrieve the mop bucket and position it outside of her mother's bedroom. Mia knocked on the door gently. For mum... in case she can't hold anything down. No way would she be able to make it to the bathroom in that state in order to throw up in the toilet.