Daddy, a chevy & oxy

Daddy and I sat at the Cafe where he had ordered lunch for us. It was easy to tell that to everybody we looked like normal father and daughter. But the honest truth is- we’ve been sleeping together for weeks now. Tonight Daddy had a big plan for me and I had no idea what it was. We stopped at one of his friends house. And he came out of there looking like a man who would just want a bull ride. But still, I didn’t know what it was. And I wasn’t about to ask and ruin it. Daddy hated ruining surprises. I didn’t know exactly where we were going I just knew that we were going camping.

“Let’s get going,” daddy told me.

He seemed like he was kind of in a rush. And I understand it was late in the afternoon. As we climbed into his truck he told me that we needed to make one more stop.

“Where?” I asked.

“We need to go to the Brown Derby,”  he said. That was a local store where we got our alcohol. I smiled knowing it was going to be one of those nights.

We stopped at the Brown Derby and Daddy got himself some Captain Morgan. My father loved drinking Captain Morgan. And I loved what it did to him when he drank it.

“I also got something for you tonight too,” daddy said. He sounded kind of mysterious. “You’ll be joining me and drinking tonight.”

“Thank you Daddy!” I smiled and looked up at him. He was holding out his hand. He opened it and in his hand sat to little white pills.

“You want me to take pills Daddy?” I was severely confused. I had only drank with him once before and drugs hadn’t been ever been mentioned.

“Yes I want you to take them and I want you to drink the Smirnoff.” Daddy was growling again. I knew better than to disobey. I took the pills and swallowed them down with the wine cooler. And then I followed daddy up the hill towards the river to set up our camp. We were about to spend the whole weekend out here.

We set up the tent and made a fire circle out of rocks from the river. I finished off my wine cooler and started in on the 2nd. “Can we go swimming Daddy?” After making him growl I was treading lightly and made my request sound as sweet and innocent as i could.

“Sure babygirl.