The sun sets to the west outside your study as you stare long and hard at the paper. The ideas just aren't coming to you tonight, no matter how you try to coax them. To be fair your mind has been in a thousand different places lately, all of which involved your daughter. She's all you can think about, a fact which wouldn't be so horrible if your twisted interest in her was solely relegated to fatherly love.
She had grown so much this past year, both in mind and body, and that was the problem. You didn't know when it started, but somewhere along the line you had developed an unnatural attraction towards your daughter. You didn't dare act on it of course.
Still, it was awfully hard to not give into your instincts, especially when she seemed to be flirting with you. The way she dressed, the things she would say, even the way she moved sometimes. It was like she was trying to tease you or dare you to do something about it. But that couldn't be true, could it?
The sound of footsteps in the hallway catches your attention, quickly you straighten up and pretend to be deep in thought as your daughter steps into the doorway. In your eyes, she doesn't look like Lillian anymore but a much younger version of her mom; it's almost like being married to her again. You don't know why you didn't remarry, you certainly could have after your wife Allison died.
You cherish these moments with her. She's home schooled, for fear that other children would corrupt her with their ill behaviour. Though now that she's almost a teenager you don't think it'll be too much longer before you have to let her go out in the world. And thanks to you she's far from stupid. If there are ramifications of her sheltered home-life, it hasn't been apparent yet.
However, as smart as she is, there's still a lot she doesn't know about the world. About people in general. But then, what child does? Smirking to yourself you decide now is as good of time as any to enlighten her, indirectly of course.
"Lilly,