This one is just for fun. I know my spelling sucks as does my grammar so don't mail me to tell me, ok!
Part one
My wife and I had been divorce six months when I moved to California. My little girl who was twenty at the time and married took it very hard. She was upset that we would not see each other but once or twice a year and that her mom had run off with my best friend!
I explained to her that I just could not stay there and live my life. She was standing in the driveway crying as I drove off. The last thing I heard her say was what a bitch her mom was for screwing up her life.
Pat and I had always been very close as she grew up, I mean she was daddy's little girl and as I looked back in my rear view mirror I knew it would be the hardest thing in my life not being with her. My hart was all ready broke but leaving my baby like this was ripping it out!
We called each other at least once a week and talked for hours. Even though some times there wasn't anything to say we still talked thinking up stupid stuff to talk about. After about six months the calls started getting fewer and fewer until they almost stopped. I would call and Pat's husband would pick up and tell me she could not talk to me any more or that she had gone out. I knew it was bullshit but what could I do, hell I was twelve hundred miles away on a new job with no time off and could not get back to see what was going on. This went on for almost a year!
The phone ring about two am waking me with a start, "Daddy, it's me."
I kind of shook the sleep from my head, "What is it are you ok!"
"No! I have left that ass hole I am married to," she grew quiet on the phone, "To tell the truth I have ran away from him and I am at the airport and I want to come be with you!"
She had started to cry as she spoke, "I have no money or anything but I had to get away while I had the chance. Please, can you help me daddy?"
"Yes, yes sure I can!"
Pat gave the phone to the lady working the desk at the airline and I gave her my card numbers. She took them telling me she would help Pat get things going and that she looked ok but seamed scared. She said she would stay with her until the plane left and that if she got on the next flight she would be landing in LA at eight am. I thanked her and she handed the phone back to PAT.
"Daddy, I'm ok now and I will see you soon and daddy, I love you!"
"I love you to pumpkin. I will see you soon." And we hung up.
I was way to excite to sleep and started making coffee. Looking around the apartment I also decided I had better clean up the place to! It was a two bed room place just off the beach. It was small but had a nice view of the sand and braking waves. As I looked around picking things up I decided there would be plenty of room for the both of us and I knew she would love living by the water. Pat had always love lying in the sun. She said it gave her energy. I smiled to my self-thinking of watching her in her little swimsuits getting all tan before she met her husband. I wondered what the hell had happened as I went to the shower.
I called my boss and took a couple of days off and was standing at the gate waiting for her plane to land an hour early. My boss must have thought I was nuts calling him so early but I didn't care I was going to get to see my baby! I was jumping up and down inside with excitement as the plane finally landed and I watched it pull up to the gate!
I watched every head and every face as the people started off the plane. Finally I spotted my girls strawberry blond head as she came down the ramp. She started to cry when she saw me waiting for her. I could not believe what I was seeing!
Her shoulder length hair was cut short in a boy's haircut and all uneven like some one had just taken some scissors to it. Her dress was some thick wool like stuff as was her blouse. It was so long that I could not see her feet as she walked and her blouse had long sleeves that covered most of her hands. It was buttoned up high on her neck and her boobs were gone!
I ran to Pat and pulled her up to me. I kissed her lips and then held her tight feeling her tremble in my arms. She pulled back looking at me with big tears in her eyes then took my face in her hand and kissed me again. It was a soft kiss with slightly parted lips that kind of took me by surprise. I pulled back looking at her as the tears streamed down her cheeks.
"Come on baby you are here with me and it's ok. What ever was going on is over now. I will take care of you. Let's go get your bags and," she interrupted me
"I don't have any bags dad. All I have is what I am wearing." She looked down at her feet "I'm sorry, don't look at me like this, in this shit he made me wear!" she ran her hands through her chopped up hair as she looked back up at me.
"Come on baby, it's ok. We can get you some new stuff. Let's just get out of here then!"
We held hands as we walked out to the truck and as she climbed in she again took my face in her hands and held it as she kissed me. It was that same soft lips open kiss she had given me earlier but this time she held it a lot longer than a mans doughtier should have! I pulled away from her smiling as I felt a twitch in my pants that a dad should not feel either!
"I love you daddy!"
I adjusted my self as I walked around to climb into the other side and as I opened the door to get in ask, "OK, what the hell is going on?"
I started the motor and we sat there with it running letting the AC cool us as she began to tell me how her husband had joined a new cult type church and that she was treated like his property and not a wife. She could not speak and had to be covered at all times. She had to wear a cover over her head and her boobs had to be kept bound so no one could see her as a sexual being. She had not been allowed out of the house and if some one came over she had to go into the bedroom and he locked the door until they left. He also left her locked in the room while he was at work. She had broken the lock and slipped away when he was gone.
Pat looked at me, "And so her I am with the only man I have ever loved and, I am hopping to be taken in by him!"
She ran her hand over my cheek, "Turn your head and look out the front window will you dad. I want to take these bindings off they just kill my boobs."
I looked to the front as she leaned forward and started to unbutton her top, "He even made me sleep in these dam things. He would not let me wear panties either. I have bindings down there to, kind of wrapped up like a mummy. He said it would keep me from thinking of the evils of being sexual. Shit dad you are going to have to help, I can't get them loose."