This year was going to be my second time traveling back to my country for vacation the time before was great so I was looking forward to another awesome time, as I was talking to my cousin who was preparing everything over there for my trip he reminded me that the carnivals festivities where soon that even made it more exiting for me since I haven't been to them for at least 14-15 years ago. a couple of months before my trip I went to visit mom and dad and I also remembered that his birthday was in feb and didn't know what to give him, and I realized his Birthday coincided with my trip so why not invite him, he still has friends down there it would be great, after a little convincing he warmup to the idea.
On the day came of our trip I had got in contact with my cousin once more to remind him that my father was coming with me. He was exited that we were coming and so was his father. My uncle had already made plans to hang with him. As we reached the airport my cousin, my cousin and his wife and kids where their to pick us up. Panama had changed a lot and my father was amazed of how much. As we reached my cousins house, we were greeted by my uncle and lots of friends and family.
We rested from out trip that day and I smiled to see my father so happy. So many of his friends had dropped in to see him, all asking him to come with them to the Carnival. I really felt good. The next day my father and uncle insisted that I go off and do my thing with my friends. I agreed and went to my room to find my new bathing suit. It was one I'd bought special for Panama, not one I would dare to wear in the states.
I slipped on a two-piece bikini witch tied at the back and at the sides. Then I slipped on a beach top over the suit and gathered my stuff and went to meet my gang at the beach that was not too far from the house at walking distance it took us a half a hour just to get there but didn't mind the walk.
I'd been there only a couple of hours when a friend asked if I have pictures of my house in the states and when I said they were out the house he looked disappointed. I was so happy to be here and have dad happy too that I said to him.
"I'll run back and get them. Does anyone need anything else?"
No one wanted anything and I slipped on my cover up and went home to get the pictures. I heard loud laughter and music as I neared the house. When I entered my uncle met me in the kitchen and he was already pretty drunk wearing his red speedos I laughed as I passed him by and saw my father in the living room and he too was drunk as hell, laughing and asking me to sit with him and drink. As I rummaged in my room for the photos I was smiling at how the two of them could get this way so early in the day. Grabbing the pictures I stood and left my room. only to be met in the hall by my uncle.
"Come on dance with us for a while."
He slurred his speech. I laughed and tried to push past him but he grabbed me by my arm and steered me to the living room. Some "bachata" was playing as he started to make me dance with him. I tried to go along with it for a while just to keep him happy. I had all day to be with my friends. I soon felt him grinding on me harder and he became more aggressive by the moment. When he started to let his hand slip from my waist to my ass, I took his hand away and said.
"Ok! Ok! That's enough!"
I tried to walk away but my father got up and pulled me down onto his lap. I noticed he was wearing nothing but a long t-shirt I was like.