“Honey?” I said, opening the door to her room.
There I found her facing away from me, one leg up under the sheets, her bed shaking as she furiously masturbated. I found her like this every morning – unable to contain herself.
“Honey, finish up please. We have to start your schooling for today.” I said.
“Mmmmm…” she moaned in acknowledgement.
I left her to finish. She had to be home-schooled of course, as she would suddenly get the urge and be unable to resist in public. She was only 16, so we still have a while until to figure out how she will cope with living like this. My idea is to get Emily a good boyfriend – someone to be sexually comfortable with her and help satisfy her and allow her to handle life.
Her face was almost always blushing – her horniness was constant with sudden spikes that led her unable to hold back. It seemed sometimes random sometimes predictable.
As a single-parent I’ve been the sole provider of all her education and treatment. I’ve taken her to developmental psychologists, doctors, anyone who will try to help, but none of them are able.