Our Family Story 1

I have been lurking on reddit for some time watching the community, reading thinking about the recent events. Maybe I just need to get something off my chest.

Note: I am not including tags yet as it would spoil the story and I think that some readers would like to discover the events by following the story.

Chapter 1 : The Stray

My name is **Peter**, I’m 43, 6‘8. I visit the gym quite often , so I am in good shape. Not super ripped, but no dad bod either. Grey eyes, brown hair. I am Married to **Susan**, who is 41, 5.7 blue eyes, fair hair, 38D. She works out and keeps herself fit. Although Eating healthy, there are few curves which are still present she hates, but I love those above all. So basicallly an average white couple which you can find 12 in a dozen. We got 2 kids **Ashley** (17) and **John** (19).

And there are also **Benny** and **Mr. Bubbles**. Both are rescues we got 2 years back. Benny is a veery happy and friendly corgi mix. Mr Bubbles is a Black tomcat and is an absolute asshole. while he tolerates my wife and daughter he is very unfriendly towards us guys. I was first bit hesitant to adopt those , but then I gave the kids my ok. (the fact that Susan whispered to my ear a promise for the evening dis speed up my decision). Ashley hugged a kissed me calling me the best dad ever, and John uttered: “you’re a good guy dad“. Susan said with her soft voice „I love you Peter“ Both of them were in a very bad shape, dirty and malnourished when we got them, but with little love, full bowl food and a lots of shampoo they thrived and you wouldn’t guess that they were shelter rescues.

**It was Saturday** morning about 6AM when suddenly my phone rang. The kids were ad grandma’s house and we planned to sleep in a bit. „So much for the longer nap“ I thought for myself I took the phone and tried to focus on the number with my sleepy eyes. It was an unusual one and I would have usually drop the call, but I got a strange feeling in my gut. I picked it up. A computer voice stated : „Dear customer, you have a long distance call from a landline billed by the recipient. If you want to accept the call press 1 if not please drop the call“. I raised my eyebrows in surprise as a paleontologist coming over a living fossil. Haven’t had such a call in 15 years. I pressed 1 and said : Hi Peter X Speaking who’s there?“ „Hello“ said a girly voice sobbing. The voice was strangely familiar and when she continued “Daddy Peter?” My hart stopped, there was only one person in the world who would call me that” “ Jessica here“ My heart skipped a beat, Jessica was a daughter of a family friend, she was like daughter to us, we used to babysit her when her widowed father had to work overtime or was on business trips. She was basically part of the family. But then they have moved away and we kind of lost the touch with each other. The sobbing in the phone made me nervous, I got out of the bed and went downstairs so I wouldn’t wake up Susan. „Daddy peter I am in trouble and I didn’t know whom to call.“ My Heart sank and my Brain vent from 0-to100. „What happened? Are you hurt? Where are you?“ She told me that a man tried to rape he in the night but she was able to fend him off. She found one of the few phone booths and as she remembered my phone number decided to call me. She told me the address. I looked it on google maps. About 2 hours on Highway. I told her to wait for me, that I will go get her. I went to the bedroom and started to dress up. Susan opened her eyes. „Hi Hun, what’s about the call? Something urgent? „ It seems so. You remember Jessica? “„Of course, that lovely Steve’s daughter. “„ She called me?“ „What?“ „She seems to be in trouble, she said she had no one to call but me“. „I am going to meet her and check if she is ok.“ „You are such a good guy . Just drive carefully „ I kissed her goodbye and said “ I will.“

**When I arrived**, Jessica was sitting next to the phone booth. She looked like hell. Her Greasy hair, dirty face and clothes looked that she hasn’t showered in days, and the coat she was wearing looked like from a trash bin. She had cracked lip and a bruise on her face. „Hi honey, what happened? “then I realized that talking on street wasn’t the best option. So I sugesste3d that we got ourselves a breakfast. When I saw how fast the was going on the bacon and eggs, she must have been starving. I told her to slow down, no one is going to eat her food, and that she is risking a stomachache or cramps when she eats too much at once. The waitress brought her hot cocoa and her eyes widened. She loved cocoa as little girl so her face lit up. As she kept he cup in her both hands , she started to tell her story. After they moved the things were fine for some time. Then her Father mad a bad investment, he lost all the money and the house. They were living for some time in a trailer park, but Steve started to drink a lot. As if that wasn’t enough he started betting and one day Broker’s goons came to collect the debts. They literary beat the shit out of Steve and threatened that next time they will Break his legs and they will have some time with Jessica. Steve ratted out and left the trailer park the next day. Jessica fearing that the goons would come back run away. She was living on the street and asylum house for four months, until one time when she was Sleeping in a back alley she woke up as some guy tried to pull her pants away. She started to resist and he hit her few times in the face. Luckily, she grabbed a bottle which was lying around and hit him in the head. The guy let her go and the managed to escape. I listened, and with each Sentence my heart sunk deeper and deeper. My thoughts ere running like hell and I felt that this is too much for her to bear. I send a text to my wife “I am taking her with me, Jessica will stay with us for some time”. “OK she replied, but we will have to talk about it later”. I looked at Jessica and said :”Jessica, this is not a place for you, I will take you with me, you will stay at our house until we got all this settled. Her eyes widened with surprise, she jumped up and hugged me. “Thank you, daddy Pete,” I just smiled and Said that it is ok. (by the smell I would have guessed that she hadn’t had shower for weeks.

**On the way back**, she fell asleep on the front seat of my truck. Probably first time in a long time when she felt safe. I made a stop at a gas station to get an energy drink. I Usually avoid that stuff, but the coffee I had in the morning started to wear off. As I was Sitting in my truck, I looked at Jessica. Although being 6 months older as my daughter she looked much younger with tiny frame, you would say petite. She was about 5’5 and as she slept huddled on the seat, the seat looked too big for her. As I was looking at this tiny bundle of sorrow a thought came across my mind, that she reminded me of our two strays when we picked them up.

**I parked the truck** in front of the garage and we got inside the house. “Honey we’re home” I called. Susan was in the kitchen. “Peter we will need to talk about” but she suddenly stopped as she got out of the kitchen and saw Jessica who was trying to hide behind my back. She was in shock by the poor state Jessica been in. “Jessica, do you remember Aunt Susan?” I asked, she silently nodded. “ You are welcomed here to stay as much as you need Jessica” Susan said. “My my, honey look at you, let’s get you a nice bath and some clothes to make you pretty. Shall we? „Jessica nodded. “Bring her to the mast Bathroom, I will get her some clothes from Ashley. We got to the bathroom and I told Jessica to undress and to get in the bath. I closed the door and asked Susan to help wash Jessica’s back and eventually help her with the hair as she knows much more about hair than I do. She nodded and vent to bathroom. I went downstairs into the Livingroom and poured me a double whisky. I do not advocate day drinking but this whole situation made my brain screaming for a drink. I took a large gulp when Susan came downstairs. ”She won’t allow me to touch her and refuses to undress. This may sound weird, but as she was clinging to you earlier, she might be more comfortable with you helping her.” I sighted ”well she might still be in shock, a guy tried to rape her in the night, and I was the first person who helped her that day, so she might be more fixated on me” Susan’s’ mouth dropped and she covered her mouth “That poor child. No wonder, that she is so distracted. She should get her for a checkup to see if she is ok.” “I agree, but tomorrow, she need to rest for today”. “So let me check on her” I got up and thinking “what kind of mess did I put myself this time. „I knocked on the bathroom door. “Jessica are you ok? Can I come in?”. “I heard a weak yes”. The Dirty coat was laying on the floor but she had the rest of her clothes on. I said “It is ok honey, nothing will happen to you. I am here for you to protect you. She said a weak mmh and hugged me. I gently caressed her hair. So let’s get out of those dirty clothes and make you pretty again. She smiled sheepishly and started to undress. I think that you would think that having a 17 year old standing naked in front of me would turn me on, but seeing her naked just made a huge lump build up in my throat. When I said petite, It was an understatement. With the huge pullover down, I saw that she was skinny. And not like model skinny, More like like a ww2 documentary from a Nazi Camp. She had few bruises and scratches and something like a rash on the lower part of her back. Her Breasts were almost non existent , barely fitting the A cup size. The Bath was half full when she stepped in and Sat. I put shampoo on her hair, then started to wash her back. She washed the rest of her body and then we used another 2 in 1 shampoo on her hair. Then I used detangler on her hair. While the water was draining of the tub I started to comb her hair. It was difficult, but we did progress with each attempt. I got suddenly a flashback from the time when my daughter was Little and I used to bath her and to comb her hair. Then I Soaped her back again and went softly massaging it with a sponge. Jessica seemed more relaxed now. When we were finished with cleaning, she got out of the bath and I gave her towels to dry up. I turned around to grant her at least a hint of privacy. She said, that she doesn’t mind as it is me. “ Oh shit, this might get really a problem over the time. “ I told her, not to worry and dress up and I left the bathroom. Jessica was wearing Ashley’s pajama set. Black and white stripped top and black pajama pants. She looked like a little girl trying on clothes of her mum. Ashley is 6’5 , being in the school’s swim team, broad shoulders, eating like a champ gave her growth like a champ. Plus the genes from her dad I thought for myself proudly. Her neat Brown hair looked much cleaner and fairer than before and her Green eyes were shining. “you look beautiful darling” Susan stated. Jessica smiled sheepishly. We rolled up her sleeves, so the pajama fit a little better. The underwear was the problem, nothing seemed to fit, as Susan is too busty and Ashley is just too , ehm, let’s pack the bull by the horns and name it correctly “too large in most areas” While we were in the bath, Susan has made changes to one of the guest rooms to prepare it for Jessica. We brought her to the room and Susan said “This will be your room Jessica. Yours room alone” and she opened the door. I gently touched Jessica’s’ shoulders and said “yes honey, this is your room now”. She entered the room carefully as if something would lurking for her. Susan put Mr. Floppy, Ashley’s old stuffed bunny at the bed. She said „this Is Mr. Floppy, he was Ashley’s friend and he is now here to keep you company at the night. Jessica started crying turned back and hugged us both. Thank you Daddy Pete,Aunt Susan. Thank you for everything.

**Susan** made a baked chicken with mashed potatoes for lunch and after that Jessica sat in the living Room watching some cartoons. I and Susan had a talk in the kitchen how do we progress with Ashley. She was a minor at 17 so in order for her being taken we would have to apply to be her guardians as foster parents. Suzan sighted “I guess, that this is the only way, as you keep taking in strays into our home”. I replied” that is not fair Susan, you have seen what the girl has been through.” She smiled and said of course Peter I am pulling your leg. You did the right thing and which not many guys would do. You are a great guy honey” and gave me a very passionate kiss.

**Animals** have this weird sense which helps them to sense emotions. Benny and Mr Bubbles found out that there is a new member of the households. They came to the couch and started to check Jessica out. They felt that she was still disturbed and scared. Benny brought his favorite toy for Jessica, dropped it in front of her with a posture and happy bark indicating “let’s play”. Mr bubbles jumped at the sofa and rubbed himself few times at Jessica. Then he laid down on his back exposing his belly to her with a generous look “hooman you may pet me”. Jesicca put penny on the sofa next to her and started rubbing and petting both of them. She looked to loosen up. So there they were, 3 strays we have taken in playing together. I smiled as I was getting this nice feeling from my guts, that I did the right thing. “Did you tell the news to the kids?” Susan asked. “No I forgot. “ I replied. “Let me call John.” “Hi dad what’s up?” John asked. We have a big news for you. Oh no you got mom pregnant and I am getting a younger brother? “Ha ha , very funny.” He chuckled. He was a smart boy but sometimes very cheeky. I decided to play along “Actually a baby sister” I said, “but don’t tell Ashley, it will be surprise when you both get back.” “WHAT!!!! He gasped into the phone, mom’s pregnant?” No nothing like that. Do you remember Jessica, the girl who used to stay with us when you were younger? Well she will be staying with us for some time. “ Sheesh you got me dad, I almost had an heart attack.” Never pull jokes on people when you do not have a reaction for a punchline, I chuckled. So be on your best behavior when you will come back.” “Sure dad” and I could literary hear his grin when he said that.

**The rest of the day** was pretty calm, we had dinner together with pets following our newest family member while eating out of their bowls. Jessica went to bed early as she was still tired from the night before. I brought her to her room, gave her a hug and I kissed her on her forehead. “Good night honey” I said. “thank you daddy” she replied. I turned the light off as I closed the door. I had more talk with Susan over a bottle of wine, until she started to fall asleep. She gave me a goodnight kiss and vent upstairs. I finished the bottle while watching a movie on Netflix and then I decided to go upstairs. I left my slippers at the sofa, as they had a hard sole and they were quite loud at night.

I didn’t turn any lights as I knew the route by heart and didn’t want to wake anyone with lights turned on. Well Drunken head gets stupid ideas, as I realized few moments later. I have forgotten that Susan has bought that chest of drawers from ikea last week, she was talking for some time. I hit it with my little finger on my right foot and the edge was VERY sharp. I cursed, I staggered and hit the door next to me and held to the door frame to balance myself. Uttering a juicy “FUCK”. After few seconds trying not to curse with excruciating pain, the pain started to wear of. Few seconds after that I hear door opening. “Daddy Pete is that you?”. The voice was more a whisper. My anger was gone. Yes Jessica, it’s me, I just have hit a chest of drawers with my foot, nothing to worry about.

I turned the lights on and saw Jessica’s head sticking out of the door, I smiled, “don’t worry hun, just go to sleep and don’t worry. But her expression was weird. “ I would but you would get mad.” “Why I would get mad at you honey?” I replied. “Because I did something bad. And you and Aunt Susan will be mad” That’s not true honey. Just tell me what did happened?” I replied. She opened the door. I saw that in her left arm she was hugging Mr. Floppy and now started to hug him with both of her arms. Then I saw the wet stain on her pajama and as I turned on the light in her room I saw the wet bedsheet. I smiled and suddenly long forgotten Dad mode kicked in. I smiled “ honey why would I get mad? Accidents happen all the time. Just get in the bathroom and I will get you a fresh pajama. I petted her hair and went to Ashley’s room to get new pajama. I didn’t know where to look so it took me some time, till I found pajama shorts. Those were light blue and more like volleyball shorts, but with Jessica, I thought, they would be looser and comfortable. I gave Ashley the shorts and told her to clean up in the bathroom. I put down the we bedsheet, but the mattress was wet as well. Well then she will have to sleep in the other guest room. I took her pillow , Mr. Floppy to the room. I got a fresh blanked out of the cupboard. When Jessica got out of the bathroom I told her that she would be sleeping in the other guestroom, as her mattress is currently out of order because of the accident. She looked at me with a baby guilty look and I just said “ I told you, not to worry about that accident.” She gave me a light hint of smile “Uhm”. I put her in her bed kissed her goodbye and was about to turn the lights off when she said “Daddy Peter I am afraid to be alone, could you please stay with me during the night? I smiled and said “of course Jess if that makes you comfortable.” So we got ourselves in the bed. She buried her face in my chest while holding me tight. Her bare legs clenched around my leg. So here I am, laying in bed with a teenage childhood’s friend of my daughter, she is holding me tight, and my brain is working in overdrive. I might have chew of an larger bite that I can digest. I will need to talk to a friend of mine who is a psychologist about her traumatic experiences (as 17 year old wetting her bed isn’t something normal) and also about her attachment to me. Besides that her natural smell and the feel of her young tight body is giving me a hard on. Then I remembered Susan. She is going to have a fit when she finds out, that I have spent the night in the same bed as Jessica. That is something really hard to digest. So here I am lying in bed with a teenage girl at my side and cursing the universe for bad thing happening to good guys doing right things. “How did I get into this mess and how will I get ever out of this” was my final thought before I have fallen asleep.

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