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This chapter is a bit short, and rushed so sorry if it ends up crap :\
Robbie needs some pie!
It's Saturday night.
Most guys like me are usually out in bars tonight. Either with their family or friends. Single guys would probably try and hit on a few women, hoping to god that they won't already have kids.
I can sympathize with those ladies though.
As a single 40 year old man, I do go on the occasional date or two. Only if they laugh at my jokes though...most of them usually do, which makes me able to prove Miley wrong!
Anyway, when I go on dates, I never get second ones. And it's because the women get scared off by the fact I have kids. Weird isn't it? You always expect the man to be the one running away. So that's why now, I'm more cautious when it comes to dating, hence why I'm sat at home right now, watching re-runs of Nascar. Dang I miss racing season.
In case you haven't figured it out yet, I'm Robbie Ray Stewart. The guitar rockin' hillbilly who had a number one hit, back in the 90's. I left the music business a while back. Well not completely, I still write hits for teen sensation Hannah Montana.
Who happens to be my daughter, Miley Stewart. Try keep up, I know it's hard being there a lot of information. Miley along with Jackson, are my life. After Susan died, I felt like I could go throw myself off a cliff. But no, I had to stay strong for them and for Susan.
They are a handful, always doing whacky schemes. It usually ends up with me teaching them a lesson in how they should of listened to yours truly in the first place.
And I know sibling rivalry is common, but sometimes they hate each other more than my brother Earl hates diets. But the next day they could be completely the opposite and working together to help the other.
I don't often tell this often, but Miley's often worse than Jackson. Jackson is just a liar really, nothing more. Miley won't lie, but she'll do everything else. And she drags her friends Oliver and Lilly into it too.
So here I am laid on the couch, in my dressing robe, drinking a cup of my famous Loco Hot Coco. Alone, because my kids have more of a social life than me! Jackson is at a party, but that's understandable since he's leaving for college soon.
Miley's at the movies with Lilly. Actually those two have been acting all weird recentley. I came back from LA the other day, to see them spread on the couch, laughing and smiling. They were just leaning in towards each other as I stepped through the door, interuppting their moment.
You should of seen it! Lilly, who had been on top, practically flew off Miley, and crashed into the coffee table. She stood up, very un-gracefully, stumbling slightly. Her hair was ruffled and her face was as red as a tomato. Miley, was still laid there in bit of a daze.
"Hey bud. Lilly are you okay? Ya look a bit flushed." I said casually, making it seem I was blissfully oblivious of what had happened.
"Um, yeah...it's just Mil....I mean, the heat is getting to me." Lilly stuttered.
That was the first clue, that something was up. Not that it bothered me. My lil girl could love whoever she wants, as long as they treat each other right.
The Nascar re-runs were coming to an end and I decided to call it a night. I walked over to the sink, and just as put my cup away, the two girls walked through the door.
"Hey daddy." greeted Miley "Me and Lils are kind of tired, we're gonna head upstairs."
"No problem bud, night night."
Miley smiled and grabbed Lilly's hand and began to pull towards the stairs. Her face was smirking, and was that lust in her eyes? Nah you're just imagining things Robbie Ray...
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I finished the dishes an hour later and walked upstairs towards my room. On my way past Miley's room, I heard what seemed like a load scream.
In a dazed panic, fearing something bad had happened, I flung open the door, weilding my raccoon lamp shade.
My jaw dropped.
There was my baby girl, straddling Lilly, stark naked, with only the sheets to cover her modesty. This was not something I wanted to see.
Even though I'd burst through the door, making a hell of a lot of noise, Miley hadn't noticed and was continuing to have her way with her best friend. Lilly had and her eyes widened in shock. She whispered in Miley's ear, who sat up and slowly turned around and faced me.
They both now, grabbed the bed duvet to cover themselves and looked extremely worried. I was still in a state of shock not realizing I'd be standing there for bout five minutes, without saying anything.
"Daddy I can explain....." Miley began. I shook my head and smiled anxiously. No way was I having this talk now! I shouted out
"Oh...look...nothings wrong! Ha! Well.....night!"
I legged it outta there. I couldn't deal with this now. I'd be sure to give them a good talking to in the morning. God that'll be embarrassing. Just I knew they liked each other....but sex? They're only 16! Well Lilly's 17th is in a month but still!
How long has this been going on? Have they done it before? Actually now you mention it I remember there were some funny sounds coming from the bathroom last week.......Eeeeee doggies!
I need some pie.
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