A tempting transformation (Closed)

[Necairus]

Closed for SecretSophie.

Name: Robert
Age: 35
Bio: Robert Is an IT specialist for some unknown company. He has worked there for 15 years. His pay has been advancing slowly for the years and as his child grew in age. He was proud of his child, but long working days, and late night Tech talks, he didn't have time for them. After looking back the years, other than getting kicked out of the house (by his wife Rose), and a few best friends... his life sucked. Hard.
Looks: Short brown hair, green eyes, tubby, and 6'.

Today was like any other day for Robert, He got up, showered, then ate... something, then went to work. Boring and un-entertaining, like everyday. Having a coffee cup in his hand and driving to work. While stuck in traffic, he saw an advertisement on a billboard, the billboard had a doctor on it, the words say "NEED MULAH? TRY KOOLAH! EARN $1,000 JUST BY TESTING THIS PRODUCT!" It had some cash and other designs.

Finally getting to work, he just wondered what he could do with the money. It wasn't a perfect solution, but it would help a lot. The step in the right direction. Getting onto his computer he researched 'Koolah'... Finding out that the main purpose was an 'anything' drug. It would cure whatever illness, 'Results may vary.' Minimizing the page he started working.
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By the end of the day, he decided to go to the place, and try out the new drug. Leaving work he got into his car, punching the address into his crappy TomTom he was on his way.

After the 20m of driving, he finally reached the back ally store. Walking in, he filled the papers, got a pamphlet, a talk to from the doctors, The 2 pills he needed to take, then got the cash after he took them. He seemed quite file for the rest of his day, heading back to his 'home away from home'.

Arriving a bit late, he decided to go to sleep right away. He felt beat for some reason like being punched all over his body.
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Waking up to banging on his door, his friend 'Andrew' was at his door. Slipping out of bed, he felt a bit odd having to lean a bit farther down, he walked to the door. "Yeah, Andrew what is it!?" sounding annoyed.

"Who are you!?" Andrew said.
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After about an hour of fighting and talking, fighting again. Robert finally convinced Andrew who he was. Running to the bathroom, Robert found out what the change was. He looked into the mirror, his face was... younger.

He looked like he was 18 again! Feeling his flat stomach and strong arms forgetting what it felt like. He quickly undressed and looked at himself fully. Jumping into the shower he felt a new spring in his step... so energetic!
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Present:
Andrew set Robert up in the school that his daughter, Maggie, went to. He was in school for a week, learning the new gadgets, styles and slang... He thinks he understands it... so far.

During Gym class they were playing soccer. Soccer was Robert game of choice and was the biggest deal at the school. Finally he tried out and got leading center, his old position.

So, there he was... After the first game of the season. They won 13-0, Robert scored 9 of those goals, and assisted with the last 4. He was now one of the most popular kids in the school. Heading out to the party, he spiked his new hair cut and dressed in a semi-formal, comfortable outfit.

Arriving a bit early, he helped the other students set up the party.

NEW BIO:
Name: Robert
Age: eighteen
Bio: Jock, Senior, Popular, Untouchable, (cocky), Fit... with the wisdom of a 35 year old.
Looks: Short hair, Piercing Green eyes, sun tanned, muscular, skinny, 6'.

 

[SecretSophie]

Name: Maggie Donovan.
Age: Eighteen
Appearance: Long dark chestnut brown hair, green eyes, slim, 5'6"
Background: a dedicated student, on the yearbook team and also volunteers at school functions. All of that shields the fact that she is a constant party go-er and a wild teenager. She's popular and proper at school then let's go on weekends. Her home life was usually plain and boring. Her parents like so many got divorced and her dad moved out awhile ago. Besides the occasional fight with her father over the phone they didn't have much contact.

Maggie practically ran three red lights trying to rush home to get ready. Tonight was the much anticipated party at her friends house. Her parents were out of time, the house was full of alcohol, what teenager wouldn't have a party? Everyone was going to be there, even some college people. She wanted to look good tonight, like really good. She had a small crush on Eric, a local college boy who had taken an interest in her the last time they saw each other.

She turned off her small red convertible and sprinted inside, leaving her school bag in the passenger side. She had three hours to make a final decision on her outfit, shower, do her hair and makeup, and finally drive to the party. It may have sounded like a lot to do in just three hours, but that was because it was a lot. Somehow she always managed to do it in the time given. This time was no different.

"I'm going!" Maggie yelled out to her mother who was in the kitchen.

A few seconds later her mother appeared in the hallway. There weren't many things that she kept a secret from her mother, so it wasn't any surprise to see Maggie all done up.

"Be careful." Her mother said quietly and smiled.
"Always am. I'll probably stay after to help clean up, so ill come home in the morning." She smiled back and unlocked the front door. "Love you!"

She left quickly and got into her car. The party started half an hour ago, which wasn't horrible. A few minutes later she was searching for a parking spot near the party. Finding one wasn't easy but she managed to find one a few houses away. Maggie spent a minute checking if she had everything she needed and that her make up was still ok. She locked her car and stuffed the keys in her small purse. Her outfit made her feel five years older, her hair was perfect.

Her dark skinny jeans framed her long legs which met a pair of black booties, a two inch heal ending the bottom part of her outfit. She wore a white flowy tank top with black beads for a necklace. Her right wrist had a charm bracelet on it. Her long hair was straightened and fell softly against her back and her bangs were just barely touching her eye lashes. She was ready.

She walked in and looked around. Teenagers filled the halls and rooms, cups filled and music blaring. It was an overwhelming sight that welcomed her. Maggie's group of friends were scattered around the house, so she just went into the kitchen and got a bear from a bucket filled with ice.

 

[Necairus]

Standing there in the kitchen, he had a beer in his hand but didn't drink much of it. After 14 years of being able to drink anytime, and having the parties and people messing around... Kinda didn't give him the drive to drink. Robbert wandered around the house, saying hello to people, and thanks to others.

About 1/2 an hour into the party Robbert was ready to go home. He came, enjoyed the popularity, then now wanted to leave. Heading to the kitchen, he was going to set his drink down and walk out, when he saw his daughter. About to walk up to her and say something, he was pulled away. Yells of "DANCE OFF! DANCE OFF!" And Robbert HAD to be one of the contestants (or so his new friends thought).

So, it started easy... 'I hadn't free styled dance in... how many years?' Robbert thought to himself. The first contestant spun on his head, got dizzy and almost fell on himself but caught it and flipped up, causing everyone to laugh and applaud. The second contestant went on his hands and started to do push ups on the ground, then 2 finger push ups, and ended with pushing his feet into the air and did air push ups, causing some girls to giggle and 'oooh'.

Robbert just laughed at them, then it was his turn. He didnt move for the first few seconds, closing his eyes... he never heard the song before, and then Robbert burst into the free style dance. All his moves were going with the beat of the quick song. His moves started blowing the other dancers out of the water, not noticing it himself he was smiling 1/2 way through the routine.

The song ended and the host raised his right hand saying that he was the victor. Smiling, he looked around the room... He saw his daughter Maggie and her outfit. Not noticing her at first, he locked eyes with her, finally it hit him. He quickly walked over to her, grabbing her hand and walked out to the back porch.

"Does your mother let you dress like that in public?" Robbert asked sternly. "You'll catch a cold!" he finished wrapping an overcoat around her bare shoulders.

 

[SecretSophie]

Maggie had walked around the whole house basically, chatting with friends and looking for Eric. He wasn't around, or maybe he wasn't coming. That put Maggie in a whole new mood, the type of mood that made her want to go home. She was about to leave when a group gathered around someone. She thought maybe someone got hurt but then she heard cheering and clapping. Curiosity drew her back into the center of the party. She pushed through the crowd, squeezing in between guys cheering and girls giggling. Once she could see she realized it was a dance off. One of her friends was going, doing some push ups. It wasn't so much a dance move as a move to impress the four grade eleven's gathering in a corner.

Then someone got pushed into the center, a new boy that somehow managed to already become the center of attention. All she knew about him was that his name was Robert, like her father, and that he was good at soccer. And he was pretty smart. And kind of cute. Sort of. He was no Eric, that's for sure. Robert managed to start moving, getting better with each step. From the chatter and screaming coming from the crowd Maggie figured that there were three contestants all together, Robert being the last and the best. He was announced the winner and was congratulated from a few people. The crowd cleared out, people going back to getting drinks and dancing.

Maggie and Robert made eye contact as he was walking towards her. At first it didn't look like anything, like maybe he just happened to look at her while walking, but then his expression changed. He rushed over to her and grabbed her and pulled her into the secluded back porch.

"Does your mother let you dress like that in public?" Robert asked sternly. "You'll catch a cold!"

Maggie was stunned. She hadn't spoken a word to him ever, and here he was acting like... like a crazy person! She didn't know how to react, she thought she might know him from somewhere. But she knew she didn't.

"What the hell!" Maggie yelled and stepped away. "Who do you think you are? My mother most certainly knows what I'm wearing, now I have a question for you. Do you know the temperature? Its hot out, I could come out here in a bikini and it would be none of your business!"

She blew up, she was furious. Not even her own father cared that much about her catching a cold. She shook off his coat and let it fall to the floor.

"You might be mister popularity now but it won't last long when everyone finds out how sick you are." She said with venom in her mouth, she turned back around to go inside.

 

[Necairus]

Robbert's mouth opened then closed trying to find the right words. She didnt know him, and he knew all about her, well all that he was allowed. He knew how it must have looked, some dude coming up to her and strangely accusing her. Then he wondered 'Why would Rose let her out in something like that?'...

Getting up behind her again, pulling an arm so she would turn to him. "I am sorry, we got on the wrong foot... I am Robbert, the new center for the Soccer team." he said holding his hand out to shake hers. 'No of course she wouldnt shake his hand' he figured after she just looked at him, more annoyed. "I haven't done anything... what kind of sick person would i be?" he asked probably knowing it was a dumb question.

"You know you only have your father's eyes? And i would say thats a good thing." he said trying, to not sound... weird. "He is a jerk isnt he?" he added trying to get his point across. "All he talked about was his little girl 'Maggie'... he really liked her." he said trying to get himself out of a hole... probably digging himself deeper.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... let me get you a better drink. What do you like? Vodka, Scotch?" he asked hoping it started to seem like complete mistake... or to look somewhat cute after it all.

 

[SecretSophie]

Maggie was getting more confused by the second. She felt frightened by his knowledge of her father, seeing as she never met the guy. She then thought he might be drunk, spitting out words he knew nothing about. Shooting in thin air guessing she had her fathers eyes. Or he might have seen the old picture hanging on the wall outside of the gym of her dad when he was center for his team. There could be a hundred possibilities but Maggie herself was feeling a bit light headed.

"Whatever. I'm Maggie..." Maggie stopped and felt her forehead crease at the mention of what her father apparently said to him. "Wait, you know my dad? Like, you know him?"

She didn't understand how this random guy, this random new guy who just moved here from who knows where could know her dad. She didn't even know where he was right now. She felt stalked, even thought she felt pretty sure that she would have noticed some guy watching her.

"Your speaking like he's gone? I mean," Maggie looked around for a moment before looking into Roberts again. "Your saying things like 'all he talked about', meaning what? That he doesn't say that anymore? Its none of your concern if my father is a jerk or not. He's just been busy."

Truth be told, her dad is a jerk. Even before the divorce he was distant, unconnected. He always seemed to have something more important to do or say, always a reason for him missing important moments in Maggie's life. She wasn't even sure if she was going to invite him to her graduation, he probably wouldn't come anyways.

"Look, Rob, your creeping me out. What are you talking about?"

 

[Necairus]

"Yeah yeah, I know your father. He gave me a great job over the summer. I was his personal assistant, and mail clerk. He kept talking about you like you were something that just... Slipped away from him. He kept saying that he would do anything to be like the father you wanted." Robber said looking away, he couldn't show her that he was blushing. He felt like the fly on the wall, able to talk about himself like he always wanted to. If only he could say that to her face as the 35 ear old.

"No, no... He isnt gone, I just don't see him anymore. So I dot really know If he says them anymore. I would assume he keeps saying it." he responded to her, he didn't want to be obvious or tell her who he was... He just didn't feel right about it, he wanted to help her.

"I don't mean to creep you out, I was out of the line with your outfit. You look really good in it, beautiful even." he said honestly, looking at her so she knew he wasn't lying. "So, would you want a better drink? Or would you like to keep drinking your beer?" he asked her.

Walking back into the party, he brought her with him to the kitchen. Looking at the array of hard alcohol. "How about some whiskey?" he asked pulling the bottle out of the pile of drinks. "or how about some vodka?" he asked pulling that out as well. Walking to the refrigerator, he pulled out some orange juice and a plastic cup. "vodka and OJ?" he asked smiling.

Robbert wasn't sure what exactly he was doing... Was he trying to get his daughter drunk? He just wanted her to trust him for now, anything more than that would be asking for a little too much... For now at least.

 

[SecretSophie]

Maggie suddenly felt like the drunk one, she knew that her father had interns and high school students coming in and out of his line of business, she should have figured that he would be one. She shook it off, leaving whatever was said in the past in the past. Maggie followed Robert inside and into the kitchen. Usually she wouldn't accept a drink from a near stranger, but if her father trusted him to work for him, then so could she.

"Vodka and orange juice sounds great. Sorry for the misunderstanding, I should have known. Me and my dad don't talk much, as you might know?" Maggie raised an eye brow and smiled, sitting down on an empty stool. "Even if we were talking though, he wouldn't have told me about you. This might sound cruel, but I don't care if me rejecting my father’s phone calls or texts hurts his feelings. He doesn't really disserve my sympathy."

Maggie bit her tongue hard enough for her to stop talking. She didn't want to scare him away with her dad issues.

"Anyways," She laughed and rolled her eyes. "a drink sounds perfect."

After Robert mixed the vodka with the orange juice she held it in front of herself, inspecting it. The first few drinks always tasted awful and she wasn't looking forward to it. Maggie took a big sip and stuck out her tongue afterward. She saw a few friends talking in a corner, peaking at Robert and her. Most girls her age were already obsessed with him, so there would probably be talk at school about it.

"Yum." Maggie muttered and took another drink. "So, how do you like the party? Congrats on winning the dance contest thing.”

 

[Necairus]

Robbert got the OJ and vodka together while listening to his daughter talk to him. Laughing at her apologizing, not a derogatory laugh but a 'neh dont worry about it' laugh. The laugh began the words of "No, no, dont worry about it. There was no way you could know. Its no real problem for me having to explain it. That actually gave me something to talk about with you." he said smiling a charming smile, she might know he was full of crap (the last part), but it sounded good.

Starting to mix the drinks together, he walked over to some of the cabinets. Opening and closing them like he lived there, he found a few spices. Adding some to the shaker, he started shaking the concoction. While working, he was talking to Maggie, "Eh, i just wish i knew my father before he died. He died..." Robbert was going to say in WW2, but that wouldnt make sense, so he quickly added "before i could really get to know him.". Which was true, but not the whole truth. Quickly adding "well, this should be ready." Pouring both of them a cup. "I like to start off with less alcohol, and then add more and more while we are drinking... and the spices should take the hit off the alcohol a little bit." he said smiling and taking a drink.

Following his daughter's eye to the girls in the corner. He waved lightly, which made them giggle a little bit. "It is so nice at this age, not having to worry about anything and just having fun." Robbert muttered, not really to anyone or actually in particular, kinda just slipped out.

"That was nothing, i was just going with the beat of the music. These songs are so much faster than what i am used to. They do kinda make you pumped up to do something fun." He said about him dancing. "The party is..." Robbert looked around, and watched everyone having fun. "Good, i was just about to leave before i got pushed into the dance off and saw you... in all honesty." saying while looking at her again... He didn't mean it the way it sounded, but it sounded a little flirty.

 

[SecretSophie]

“I’m so sorry about your dad. I wouldn’t have said anything about my dad being such a jerk if I knew…” Maggie looked down into her drink and sighed. “My dad’s father died before he got to know him too.”

Maggie listened to Robert talk about the party and agreed with him about the music. He sounded off, like he was thinking about a hundred things at once. Which was very possible at a party like this, different things were happening every other minute. For instance, right now she could spot a couple making out in a corner, a possible fight about to emerge and four guys doing shots off a girl’s stomach. Anything was possible at these parties. But Robert only looked over at the party for a few seconds, if he wasn’t used to music like this she could assume that he wasn’t used to parties like this also. So, she also was assuming he wouldn’t have the kind of party eyes she did. The question still nagged at the back of her head, what was he thinking?

“I was going to go soon too. I think this party just might go all night.” Maggie smiled and finished off her drink. “Another?”

It was hard to tell is Robert was just being friendly or trying to flirt. If he was trying to flirt then he did it much differently than the other guys. Most boys are more upfront about it, commenting on appearances rather than trying to get to know you. It was refreshing.

“You don’t have to stay for me if you don’t want. If you’re planning on leaving at all it’s a good idea to leave before you get drunk. I did that last time and my mom almost killed me! I know it was stupid of me, but I wasn’t thinking clear, you know? It’s a miracle I was able to drive home without killing myself. My dad would have hit the roof.” Maggie giggled and took a closer look at Robert.

He had boyish features mixed in with an athlete body. She already knew he played soccer, so that explained the body. But his eyes looked familiar. A shade lighter then the looks of her own.

 

[Necairus]

"Don't think anything you say is going to offend me. I have gotten over most of my life's faults a while ago. It does suck he died but I have come to terms with it." he said to her apology. nodding to her addition, "yeah your father had a picture of him in his wallet, even to this day."

Finishing his own drink after she asked for another drink. He started mixing them another batch, adding more alcohol since they were more used to it now. "Shal we go to a more..." Robbert said pointing to the girl with 4 guys, "Safer?" he chuckled. Before moving he poured the liquid into her cup, and then more into his own. Taking her hand, he walked with her trying to find a more secluded spot. Finding it back on the back porch, There was a bench along the perimeter of the porch that was attached to the banister. Sitting down on that, he patted next to himself for her to sit.

"I have no where to be, my... uncle is very lenient on my curfew. So, he wont give me hell if i am not home tonight. As long as i show up to school on Monday, everything is hunky dory." he said, his words slurring just a little bit. "It isn't ever a good idea to drink and drive... I always thought giving the keys away at the start of the party was a good idea, just in case people were stupid."

He looked at her while she was looking back at him. He looked straight into her eyes, 'it looked... good? fuck, am i enjoying the stare in my daughter's eyes?' Robbert thought.

Looking away quickly, he checked out the scene at the back porch. There were only a few people here, mostly couples looking for some alone time. He could vaguely hear some yelling from the kitchen from the 4 guys.

 

[SecretSophie]

Maggie crossed her ankles and swished her drink around in the glass slowly. Before talking to Robert she already had drank a few beers, now she was feeling the impact. She felt dizzy and confused for a few seconds, during that time she could have sworn that her father was sitting beside her. After another sip of her orange juice mixed with a little more alcohol then before she realized who it was. Robert, not her dad, but her new found friend.

“It’s nice to just sit and talk. I don’t usually do this at parties. My friend’s are probably so jealous. I don’t know if you’re aware but you’re like Mr. Popularity right now.” She said and swished the remaining liquid again in the glass.

Maggie’s head was swimming with different thoughts involving Robert. It was partly because of the drinks but she was still sober enough to think her thoughts through clearly. Why was he wasting his time on her, why did he want to be alone? She was starting to see the obvious attraction that most girls at school noticed on the first day. Not only were for obvious reasons like his appearance, but he was a nice guy. He could dance, mix drinks, and convince someone he was insane and sane in a few seconds. What else could Robert do to impress everyone? She was hoping to find out.

“So, Robert,” Maggie grinned and turned her body towards him. “Tell me more about you. I know you know my dad and that your dad died, but tell me something personal. If you tell me a secret, I’ll tell you one.”

Maggie stood up and put her almost empty glass on the table beside the bench. She felt fidgety sitting down and it felt nice to stretch her legs. She placed her hands on her hips lightly, listening to the music coming from inside the party. She was waiting for an answer while she swayed slightly.

 

[Necairus]

"Mr. Popular?" he said with a smile, he already knew. When Robbert went to high school he was the popular kid as well. The soccer team was famous in the town, so playing center was a big rank. Robbert looked around, seeing a few people looking out through the window and out the sliding glass door. "I guess, it never really occurred to me." it was a lie, and an obvious one, he knew it and Maggie probably knew it. To compliment it, he was smiling the 'yeah i might have noticed' smile. "I never really cared about popularity, it just came to me." 'yeah until school left and i went to college to people bigger and stronger than me, so it just stayed in high school.' Robbert finished thinking.

Robber was looking over Maggie, she looked just like his wife... former wife. She was just as beautiful and a free spirit. In High School they both partook in many parties, and she couldn't hold her liquor. Which was exactly how Maggie was born, of course she didn't know that.

"How about we add a little to that? How about a question, along with a secret? And they cant be the same thing." Robbert said, adding "Well, my secret is..." thinking for a second, he could think of a thousand things that Maggie didnt know about him, starting with 'I am your father, but turned into a teenager to get money?' no he couldn't, not yet... if ever. "I have never wondered if my true love is out there." Robbert said, it was true. He always assumed it was Rose, but when she left him he always knew he was going to wind up back with her somehow. "For my question, How frequently do you use drugs?" everyone does drugs at this age, and if she didnt then it would answer that question too.

Keeping the alcohol shaker with him, he adds more to her drink and some more to his own, finishing the shaker off. Watching her swaying lightly to the music, it looked strangely sexy. His eyes, looked her up and down watching her whole body dance his foot lightly tapping to the beat.

 

[SecretSophie]

Maggie was shocked at his secret; she was expecting something a little more risqué to say the least. Hearing a talented, easy-going, popular teenage boy who showed up out of nowhere talk about love. He shared it freely without blushing or lowering his voice, he didn’t mind when Maggie’s eyebrows shot up. Boys usually were really big on the whole love thing once they were sure that they could get into girls pants, but she didn’t get that impression from him. Either he was being sincere or was being super sneaking.

“Drugs? Well I guess it depends on what you call a drug. Some people would say taking an aspirin or two are drugs. In that sense, usually twice every few days. Or, maybe you’re referring to alcohol. Not that often, sometimes at parties with other people. Or you could mean weed, coke, and other street drugs. When I was a little bit younger I tried weed, it wasn’t all that. I don’t know if you’ve tried, but the first few times suck. I couldn’t get past that grossness to get to the high part. Let’s see,” Maggie paused and picked up her drink from the floor. She took a few sips and sat back down. “Everything else is way too risky. My mom is pretty easy when it comes to this kind of stuff but she’d freak if she ever caught me with heroin or cocaine. So not often.”

Maggie couldn’t stop from smiling. The alcohol was playing some part to her suddenly giddy mood, but it was also from sharing secrets. Something about sharing some of your darkest secrets with an almost stranger was very personal and exciting. Especially when you’re at a party with booze. It opened up the guy more, meaning she got to manipulate her way into his really dirty thoughts. It was one of her favorite things to do when she first met a guy.

“Do you have any people in your life that make you really excited? Like, sexually excited. It could be a celebrity, a girl at school, hell, it could be a teacher.”

 

[Necairus]

Robbert laughed at the asprin comment, just a 'not exactly what i was thinking...' laugh. As she continued through the drugs, he didn't consider alcohol a drug but accepted the answer. Happy with the answer of the question in whole... he realized something "Hey, you didn't report a secret... you already forgot your own rule?" he said chuckling, a bit giddy as well.

Hearing the question, and only if she told a secret, he answered... "Well, My science teacher... I think she flirts with a lot of male students, with me included... Most of the boys will say that she is 'technically' attractive... she looks it, but i dont really see it." He started to explain, thinking for a second. Maggie knew exactly who he was talking about... she suspected her, but no one else seemed to notice. "She seems, flirty and whatever just because she cant find someone her own age... and well, guys our age would screw anything offering and willing." Laughing, "I really didnt answer your question... But I guess it could be, i dunno... I like class, tact, maturity, and being comfortable with the person." he finished, noting that he saw 4/4 from the girl right next to him... if she knew it or not. "And for my secret... I haven't looked at porn in..." Robbert was going to say 20 years... but he wasn't 20, was he? "10 years." He didn't try to hide it like the other secret.

"For my question... How about have you ever cybered or done the real thing?" he knew it was a bit personal, but their conversation was going to lead them in this direction anyway.

 

[SecretSophie]

"Wow, you're right. Before I answer you I guess I'll have to share one. Sometimes I don’t wear any panties to school. I’ve never been caught, but it gives me a small high to think of what would happen. Could you imagine what the teachers would say if they saw?” Maggie giggled and thought about various teachers that would appreciate her exposed thighs and ass. “You haven’t watched porn in ten years? That would mean you started watching when you were eight? Kind of perverted, but who am I to judge? It’s hard to believe unless you sleep with a bunch of girls. I mean, even guys who do sleep with a lot of girls still watch porn.”

Surprise, surprise. Another check mark for Robbert the good guy. The only person she couldn’t imagine watching porn would be her dad, and that’s only because she knew he must be getting it from somewhere other than her mom. Since the divorce her mother had dates and a few boyfriends who weren’t exactly shy when they stayed the night. So, if her mother could find some guys to satisfy her, then she was sure her father could find some girls. Maggie giggled again at the thought of her dad driving down some shady street to pick up some hookers. She guessed that he would never do that, but she could never be a hundred percent sure.

“Cybering is complicated. I don’t know if you have much experience, but it’s mostly forty-something year old guys wanting to get off in a few minutes. That is such a waste of my time, you know? I cyber for myself, so guys like that just get my hopes up. But sometimes, really rare times, I’ll find a hot thirty-something year old guy that wants to tell me how to touch and what to say until I’m satisfied. So yes to the cyber fucks. Real life is not as sexy. Actually, not at all. Boyfriends never stayed long enough. I’d either get bored or they’d move onto some slutty girl. Virgin I am.” Maggie blushed and drank until her glass felt empty.

She’d lost count of how many times Robbert filled up her glass, but she was sure it was enough that she could definitely not drive home without some sort of fatal accident. So she would stay here if she could find an extra bed or couch, if there weren’t any other options she’d pass out on the floor. She wondered what Robbert would do about getting home.

“Ok. The best sex you ever had, why was it the best? Explain it. Or maybe you’re another virgin?” Maggie raised her eyes again at him, contemplating possible answers.

 

[Necairus]

Raising an eye brow at her confession. "Damn, that's scandalous." with a wikid grin, "Willing to tell me the next time you do it?" he asked laughing, the alcohol doing things to him, and making them real close friends real fast. He was enjoying talking to his daughter, she was... just like her mother.

"And at 8 seeing something like that traumatizes you!" he said pleading and laughing. "But yeah, its been a real while... I try not to think about it and it makes it easier." he laughed lightly.

Not completely understanding her cybering thing... All he got from it, was that she has done it for herself and didn't have sex. He was happy with that answer. "See, i have a problem with that part... If your doing what he says to pleasure yourself... how does he actually know your doing it? " he asked, "Do you do what he suggests or say you do?" he didn't mean for it to be his next question just a general one. He said that after it, when she was done answering it all.

She asked him the question... 'College' was the answer, and it was her mother... they were quite wild back then. Thinking of an answer, "I haven't found the right person yet." he said leaning in, "All these people," pointing all around, "Don't want it to have fun, no that's later on in college... All these people want is a notch on their belt." he said kinda disgusted. "I am not a virgin, but i haven't had 'great' sex yet." he said trying to be honest with her.

"My secret... I get all hot and bothered when i am on the field, and i can hear the crowd cheering me on. I have to shower when i get home because i don't want the other players on the team to think i am a pervert towards them... and they WOULD notice it." He said, "Its so bad sometimes that it doesn't go away until the next morning."

Not knowing she was notching on her list of goods apon him, as well as she didn't know she already got his vote of confidence. "My next question: Where are you going to sleep tonight?" he asked looking at her, "By this time, its dying down and there aren't any good spots." He had a suggestion, his car... He borrowed the car from Andrew, wasn't a mini-van or anything, but it was spacious. And they could both fit on the back comfortably... since passing out was an option.

 

[SecretSophie]

Maggie almost awed at Robbert’s confusion about her explanation about her cybering. He seemed to have skipped a few years, almost like he never heard of a computer before. Of course that was a lie; every teenager was very well educated in the technology department. Hell, she had to show her mom how to send a text once. But his lack of knowledge in the subject was endearing.

“They know I’m doing it because they can see me. I have a cam in my computer, so I just turn it on and let the guys watch. Sometimes. But sometimes I just chat with them while touching myself, and I guess they don’t really know that I’m doing it. Like sometimes I don’t know if their actually jacking off. It’s all in fun, so even if they aren’t, I am.”

So, he wasn’t a virgin, but he hasn’t had anyone really show him what it’s like to be the best you can in bed. Innocence didn’t show like it would if he hadn’t been a little naughty in the past. No questions were asked about him not being a virgin because of that. She listened to him talk about him getting all excited while playing. She’s heard that when guys are doing something they really like it can sexually arouse them. Like, with an ex boyfriend of hers, he used to get hot when he played drums. Especially when playing in front of people, so she guessed that’s how it was like for Robbert.

“That would scare guys, most definitely. So good thinking not showering in front of them. As for my secrets, let’s see…” Maggie took a deep breath and chewed lightly on the inside of her cheek. “I’ve made out with one of my best friends at a party once. It was really just for the crowd, but she surprised me. I don’t know if you’ve ever seen two girls make out, but it’s intense for the viewers. Now, if you can imagine that intensity multiplied by ten that’s how it feels to be doing it in front of a bunch of people. We were drunk and dancing together, and the crowd just started to shout something. I thought that a fight broke out, but people were forming a circle around me and her. The last thing I remember from that night is her tongue in my mouth. In the morning Amber, the girl, laughed and gave me a small peck on the cheek before leaving.”

It was a mouthful, but it all came rambling out of her mouth. She hoped it made sense; she couldn’t remember half of what she was telling him. It was all so fast, at least in her mind it was. It didn’t bother her when his words slurred a few times or if a few mistakes were made. She was barely noticing. Maggie shook out her hair and yawned quietly.

“I don’t know where I’m sleeping. It’s getting to get cold though.” Once again, she stood up and looked into the window. She didn’t notice before, but the music stopped and some of the lights were turned off. She could see figures piling up on the floor and couches, even on the pool table. All the spots were taken. “I don’t know what I’m going to do, I might have to call my mom to get me. She’s going to be so mad. Where are you going?”

 

[Necairus]

"Wait, hold up... You show them while your doing it to yourself?" he said getting furious... though the alcohol kinda turned the anger into arousal. "You are a naughty girl aren't you? exposing yourself in school and then online." Robbert now wanted to watch her as someone on the receiving end of the cam... wondering just how much she was willing to do.

Getting really surprised at how little he actually knew about his daughter's life. how riske she was willing to be, then learning about her making out with her friend. She WAS just like her mother, she couldn't refuse anything for the man she wanted... once they got to a good point in their relationship that is. smiling at her remembering, though it might look like he was visualizing Maggie making out with her friend.

"How about you join me? I am going to be sleeping in the back of my car... Its spacious enough for the both of us... though we might need to be a little close." He said not mentioning the front seat going down to be not right on top of each other. He really wanted to be with her... not even sexually... just to keep her safe.

Standing up, feeling a little light headed. Robbert helped Maggie up, grabbing the shaker, and her cup. "I am going to throw this away and put it in the kitchen." he started walking 'straight' into the house, touching the glass on the sliding door, just to make sure not to smack himself. Opening it, he went in and put the stuff away. Heading back out, shutting the door.

Walking up to the waiting Maggie, "I think it would be safer to go around the house... with the amount of people on the floor in there." stepping down the stairs, he turned back and said "I always wanted to know how it would feel to have a sex slave, that lived in my closet... always bound up..." he said being honest... he did try it for a weekend with Rose, but it was a bit unsatisfactory. Might have been the start of their decline of a relationship. He blushed at this secret revealing a little bit more, or so he thought than the others.

 

[SecretSophie]

Maggie laughed at Robbert’s first reaction about guys seeing her naked. He looked furious a second, lighthearted the next. It could be blamed on the drinks, but she remembered that he had the same look when he pulled her aside earlier. It looked like he had a short fuse tonight, at least towards her. She didn’t mind his outbursts; it was amusing to watch him react so differently than the other guys.

“I’ve been called worse than naughty, but thanks. Something you’re born with I guess.” Maggie watched a ladybug scatter around on the ground and looked back up. “You’re car sounds better then sleeping on some random guy. At least we’ll be warm.”

She didn’t take much interest in his offer; they would both probably pass out before he could make any moves. Even if they were sober, she didn’t think he would be interested. He seemed possessive or protective ever since he scolded her for wearing an outfit to inviting her into his car. She watched him walk blindly inside before immerging back outside.

She followed him around to the side of the house where he stopped on the stairs. Maggie almost tripped over the hose when Robert told her another confession. She didn’t think he was that kind of guy. Actually, she didn’t know a lot of guys who would willingly admit that to a girl he just met.

“Wow. That’s pretty wild for a guy who doesn’t watch porn. I’ve thought about being blindfolded or restrained to a bed before, being submissive. I never thought of being a sex slave, but it’s not a horrible fantasy idea. Anyone can dream up tying someone up and locking them in a closet, but it takes balls to do it. I think getting someone to just act it out wouldn’t be as satisfying. I wouldn’t know, but having a sex slave isn’t all about sex. Power and just knowing that you basically own her is very stimulating to some.” Maggie winked and walked past him to the front of the dark house.

 

[Necairus]

A raised eyebrow was the only response he had when she first spoke. Though nodding, as she finished. He was unsure about the seating arrangement himself, he wanted her to lay on him... to feel safe and wasn't sure if she would think it would be more... though with the alcohol he wasn't sure if wasn't more.

So they were walking around and he heard her statement, chuckling as she started, then started to think that he wouldn't go through with it. Getting a hint of 'you wouldnt go through with it' from her, Though he was going to say that he already did... but that was a different life. "mmm, and the knowledge that the person is waiting on their hands and knees waiting for your next command." Licking his lips, "Then even how bad you might have treated them, they still come back to you wanting more." he was smiling at this point, as they continued to walk. "What of your last confession of the night?"

Finally finding his car, he beeped it unlocked. Opening the back seat, it was roomy for them, they might not have needed to lay ontop of each other, just cuddle real close. Opening the trunk, he pulled out a pillow and a small blanket. "Better to be prepared..." he said, putting it down by her head. Stepping into the car, he put the blanket over them, turning towards her.

The alcohol still coursing through him, he kissed her on the forehead "Night... Maggie" he said about to say 'sweetie' but thought it inappropriate. Lightly blushing as how close she was, never imagining that he would ever be this close with his daughter.

 

[SecretSophie]

“Right, prepared.” Maggie snickered and rolled her eyes.

She didn’t know one teenager that brought a blanket and pillow around with them for innocent reasons. It was sketchy, but she was too tired to examine his intentions or motives, it didn’t really matter anyways. If he wanted, he’d just push her into the car and kidnap her. He did express his desire to do something similar; it wouldn’t be totally crazy if it happened. He didn’t though, he invited her inside the car without any force in his voice. Her head felt woozy and disoriented as she crawled into the backseat of his car. Maggie giggled as he kissed her forehead and lied down on his back.

“I still have to confess, don’t sleep yet.” She nudged him lightly in the ribs and turned on her side to face him. “When I was a little younger I wasn’t as corrupted as I might seem. Things where easier actually, surprising, but true. My dad and mom hadn’t split up yet and I hadn’t started to rebel. But even then I felt these urges to be touched by someone. My very first boyfriend snuck in one night and basically begged me to let him touch me. I resisted some but I couldn’t for long, he was one of those guys who never gave up. So I let him touch me until I thought I heard my dad coming. I’ve never seen a boy jump out a window so fast.”

Maggie laughed quietly and turned her head to the other side, closing her eyes for a moment. Her words were slurring and she felt energized but tired all at the same time. She wanted to sleep and wake up the next morning with a hang over, but she wanted to stay up and talk and share. Most of all she was waiting for another reaction out of her new friend.

 

[Necairus]

Nodding off, getting really comfortable in the car. He listened to her, not sure if he remembered that situation or not. Nodding to her, "So, did your father ever find out?" Robbert asked Not thinking he wrapped his arm under her body and closed his eyes waiting for her answer before falling asleep.

Dreaming lightly, not remembering it when he awoke with the sun glaring in his eyes. Opening them, he looked around his head throbbed in pain. Maggie was cuddled up to him, smiling kissing her lightly on the forehead again before closing his eyes and going to sleep quickly again.

This time his dream was school on Monday... He was thinking of all the kids knowing him and Maggie were together, instead of being embarrassed they actually were going out. Spending time together in-between classes and eating lunch together... He smiled while dreaming, thinking he could have fun with her like he did rose... but this time it would be better.

Walking up with Maggie moving around he lightly opened his eyes. "mmm?" he groaned looking up almost instantly. There were people walking by his car heading home. Sitting up he rubbed his head, looking over to Maggie he ignored his morning wood his mind thinking of the dream. "Want to get breakfast?" he asked still a little lulled from sleep.

 

[SecretSophie]

It surprised Maggie how easy it was for her to pass out after a couple of drinks. She didn’t even have enough time to answer Robert before drifting off to sleep. She woke up sometime during the night, her head aching and her body a little stiff from the position she was in. She snuggled up to Robert and fell back to sleep. She woke up in the morning, or afternoon for all she knew, but didn’t want to wake up the boy beside her.

Want to get breakfast?" he asked.

Maggie didn’t know who he was from the sound of his voice, she was turned the opposite way, watching classmates pass them with curious eyes. She was just as curious as the bystanders, who was he? She turned around slowly, dreadful to see the aftermath of last night. She had a tendency to find the creepiest guys when drunk. She recognized the sleepy face of her new friend, Robert. The boy who doesn’t watch porn, she recalled.

“Breakfast sounds good. Let’s go quick before my friends find me.” She said and yawned, stretching out her arms and legs as far as she was allowed.

She didn’t know exactly why she was in his car, or why they slept there, but she noted that her clothes were on and she didn’t smell anything funky, so she was in the clear. Oddly, it’s the first time that she’s woken up with a stranger.

 

[Necairus]

Scooting out and opening the car door, Robbert stretched. Hearing his bones crack right back into place after the stiff bed. Hellova surprised that his back didnt hut as much as would have a week earlier. Closing the door, allowing her to stay in the back seat, he smirked and sat into the driver's seat.

"You can cover yourself with the blanket if i am that much of a embarrassment for your friends." looking forward, joking but she couldnt see his face. Thinking that the statement sounded JUST how a father would say, he shook his head. Starting the car, he maneuvered his way out of the scattered cars, not hitting a car though it taking about 5 minutes.

Now on the road, he checked his phone that was now in his pocket. There was a voice-mail and 2 text messaged. Sighing he put it down and continued driving. Heading to an obscure place, it was a diner of sorts that served great breakfast... well at least he thought so, he took Maggie there when she was little though he didn't think she cared at that age.

Finding a parking spot he pulled in and got out. Opening the door for Maggie, he opened the trunk and put the blanket and pillow away. Walking with her towards the restaurant.