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    A RAPE STORY

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    its disgusting


    Walking in my nighty; rubbing my eyes
    My fathers sitting on the sofa with his friend
    He pats the seat in the middle; i sit
    Shivering so cold; a quilt he lends

    "Jessy you love me dont you" a smile; his
    Their breathe spirts weep
    "Daddy you know i do; what is it?"
    He smiles at his friend; his hand creeps

    His friend takes my hand; looks me in the eyes
    Daddys creeping up my nightie; cold hands
    I try to pull his hand away; grip is strong!
    They look at one another; nod; something planned

    I feel my palms sweat; Daddys under my knickers
    "Daddy im going to bed! Night" Pulling again
    But there grip is to strong for weak me
    I look at both; and ask, who are these men?

    His fingers going up me; pulling away
    His friend leans forward; a kiss? Why?
    His toungue moving mine; my eyes squint
    Lean back and away; "Why are you doing this?"

    No answer, i feel the pain inside me; him
    Chucks the quilt on the floor; me to
    I try and scamper away, but im not fast
    "O Daddy please, i love you"

    His friend; pulling at my nightie
    And my Dad pulling my pants down
    His friend pinning my hands to the floor
    As my Dad lies himself on the ground

    I squirm; as Daddy friend pulls me up
    And places me ontop of Daddy; thrusts within
    I cry; i bite; i scratch; i slap; i fail
    "O Daddy please you win you win!"

    I can feel my skin rip; my virginity breaking free
    I can feel the blood seep down my leg
    "Daddy your hurting me please"
    I plead to him and his friend; not even a beg

    Daddys laughing; why does he laugh?
    His friend shoves himself in my mouth and moans
    Tieing my hands togather; moving in and out
    "Ride me Jessy" He laughs and groans

    They smile at one another; laugh to
    They roll me over and spread me wide wel
    My daddy sits on my face; himself in again
    While his friend talks and pushes himself inside

    I can hardly breathe; i gag for air
    I cough and splutter; cry and weep
    I beg and plead; but its no use
    Theyve already made me hurt and bleed

    I stare into his eyes; that look upon me
    This is not my Dad; where is he?
    If he was still here; would he care
    Would he actually even; see?

    Finally they get of and lie me on the sofa
    My cheeks blouchy from tears and pain
    They play with them selfs; all over me
    Rub it in; making me feel the shame

    "Why Daddy? Please tell me why?"
    Dad looks at his friend; and waves him away
    "Jessy i love you" he smiles and kisses my cheek
    "Is that all you have in your heart to say?"

    He puts my nightie on me
    I walks me to my bedroom door
    Ever since that night; His friend
    And himself every Friday come back for more

    "Night sweet Girl; You are my life"
    Closing the door, tears still down my face
    Still the smell of him and his friend
    Fade into me like disgrace


    I watch the Moon go down; the sun come up
    "Jessy its school" Knocking at my door
    I cant help but cry; weep in pain
    Because im so scared he wanted more

    But one night daddy took it too far
    Daddy and his friend came back for one last shot
    They were worried they would get caught
    So he and his friend took me to a cemetary lot

    I was blindfolded and my hands were tied back
    "Daddy please!! Not tonight!"
    Daddy and his friend both had their last fun
    After that i tried to put up a fight

    I begged daddy "Please no more!"
    All he could say "Shut up you stupid whore!"
    Daddy unblindfolded me at last
    He said I love you so much

    He went back into the car and pulled out a bat
    "Daddy I swear I wont say a thing!!!!"
    I was dead
    After only one swing..........................

    **Please if you care for all the children and women who have been raped repost this bulletin with the Headline "A Rape Story"

    If you do not repost this you are promoting rape and violence! YOU PERVERT! GOD SHOULD NOT FORGIVE YOU

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