Thread: Estranged (Lilabelle and Google)

Lilabelle suddenly froze in her tracks as she heard his words. She recognized his tone, hearing it a few times when she was younger and still lived with him. Her body suddenly tensed. Her father always held a certain authority over her, and even power. This was also something her Grandfather knew. He was fully well aware of how obedient Lilabelle would be towards her father and sought to quickly break that. To some degree, her Grandfather had succeeded. Her mind raced and she swallowed the lump in throat. Her father knew way to much for having just shown up. She spun around, her skirt flying up slightly to reveal her crimson panties, and suddenly and stared at him. But, but how do you know all that?! You just showed up. Her voice was hoarse and squeaked. She hoped he hadn't heard that sudden squeak. As he continued to speak, she quickly shut her mouth and listened to him finish. So many things to do? Her mind raced at what the things could possibly be. With her father, the sky was the limit. As she continued to stare at him, something seemed more off. Her eyes locked with his. Lilabelle gasped lightly as she took a step back. His eyes, they were animalistic in nature. It was faint, but they were not as she remembered. She began to wonder if they had always been that way, but she simply had not noticed. The more she stared into his eyes, the more she began to loose herself. All the while, her mind raced with what to do or say to him. She needed to turn him away. Despite having missed her father, she has grown with the idea of not having him around. Her Grandfather took great care of her and he had his reasons for doing what he did after all. No. Lilabelle suddenly said, attempting to keep a stern voice. I can't. Whatever you want to do, we can do it here. Perhaps he didn't know where she was staying. As long as she kept him away from there, things would be alright. After all, maybe he just wanted to talk and catch up. As she looked him over, she couldn't help but notice how attractive her father was. No wonder her mother fell for him. If she wasn't his daughter and he wasn't her father, she'd consider chasing after him. He was quite the stud and catch. The thoughts were shaken from her head as she realized she was faintly blushing. With her stubborn attitude she inherited from her mother, she sat back down. She was determine not to take him back to the house. So, uhm, what is that you want to do? It's been a long time... She muttered, glancing to the pond. Perhaps he had business he would need take care of soon, then that way she could go home. Although, returning to an empty house was no longer appealing. You don't look like you've aged. You look good. She smiled lightly, attempting light conversation while her mind raced at how to get out of this situation. It was so strange for him to suddenly show up. She couldn't fathom why of all times he would suddenly show up? His time seemed to perfect to match when she'd be alone. It was very strange indeed. As her mind raced, her eyes couldn't help but wander back over to her father as she took noticed to something rather odd. If she was mistaken, he was becoming aroused. But, what on earth could have been reasoning behind that. She would have denied it, but that idea of him being aroused excited her. It could have been due to her sexual urges and curiousity. Lilabelle had fingered herself and pleasured herself, but she never had time to give herself to anyone, despite her desire and need to want to. She had even become so curious and desperate, she was debating on allowing her friend's dog to screw her. Good grace, she needed to get out of there. Something was rather unsettling. I-I actually need to go. She suddenly spoke, shakily standing up as sexual and perverted images began to feel her mind.