I am visiting my daddy in prison. He is in here for what my mom simply calls 'The bad things he did' But daddy has yet to commit his ultimate crime-take his own daughter's virginity.
In prison, visiting my daddy the sex deviant, surrounded by all manner of criminals. Daddy who now faced a long stretch inside for what mom just called ‘Those things he did’. Daddy is sitting opposite me, wearing one of those orange suits that they wear in jail. He has a smile on his face, the kind of smile that says, ‘I know something that you don’t know’. I shift uncomfortably in my seat.
“What’s the matter baby girl?”
“Well, I just get a little uncomfortable in here daddy, with all these…these bad men.”
“You know that your daddy is not a bad man don’t you? You know that the lawyer fucked me and that you mom is lying to you?”
“Um…yes of course.”
“Now, on to more important matters. I know you turned eighteen last week and daddy wants to give you a belated birthday present. So tell me, are you still a virgin little girl? Have you had a man pumping furiously in between those thighs of yours yet?”