Thread: Charlotte's Lessons (Caleb Raines & mintie__x)

The news had left her absolutely beaming the night she had come home with the form one of her parents would need to fill out to be her chaperon, the initial reaction between them both had left her slightly distraught. It was a trip to another country, actually getting a stamp on that passport of hers her parents had gotten her a while ago. And technically, it was for school, and with a pout and a bat of her eyelashes, apparently her father caved and took the responsibility of going with his young daughter. Not once had she seen any ill intentions in her father's eyes, not even as she sat in his lap before dinner, still beaming and sitting so comfortably, paying no real attention to where his hands were. Her knee length skirt having only risen just slightly in her sitting position, Charlotte 's back had lightly leaned against her father's chest, green eyes momentarily watching his hand slide up her thighs just slightly. Moving out of his lap and up to her room, she had almost felt she couldn't sleep from so much excitement. The pretty blonde had managed though, and woke up early the next morning with her bags packed and bright smile there to greet her father. The plane ride hadn't knocked her excited attitude at all, the peppy blonde keeping her optimistic attitude until they reached the hotel, wide eyed and smiling. This was easily just nature in Charlotte's personality, the happy sixteen year old easily having everything she could actually want. Smart enough to keep her grades high to make her parents happy, plenty of friends at the all girl's school she went to, and apparently quite naive. So naive, that she never once over thought her father's hand placement, or the way he touched her behind her mother's back, nor the bulge she felt in his pants very often. Charlotte had heard other girls talking about boys before, the way they acted and what they did around girls they liked. She herself hadn't had too many interactions with the opposite sex other than the occasional conversation with a boy who flirted with her innocently, or her own father. But she couldn't join into those conversations, because she'd never gone that far with anyone. Certainly not a boy. But from what she had heard, Charlotte's father was certainly getting a fill of her body, the way several boys would want to. In the recent year, Charlotte had grown up wonderfully, figure beginning to mold with warm curves that had clearly caught more than just a few eyes. Nodding her head of blonde hair softly when her father told her to go shower, another bright smile emerged just at the thought of starting the adventure early. Little did she know what that actually meant, though grabbing her pajamas and a few personal items, she moved into the bathroom now. The hot water started soon, before it finally ran through the shower head, her clothes tossed to a corner of the bathroom before she shifted herself underneath the warmth. His calculating and planning had gone unnoticed, and he was right, she hadn't at all heard him step into the bathroom, nor even seen his shadow as Charlie slid her fingers back through her hair, humming softly to herself.