Dave misses his awkward beanpole of a stepdaughter... Little does he know that Johanna's done some serious growing up in the year she's been away at college. Can Dave control his illicit sexual impulses, or will his daughter's virginity be plundered?
“Daddy?”
I’m startled out of my reverie by her voice. It’s low, almost husky. Suddenly she sounds so mature.
“Yes?”
“You know what I just said… about you being a good teacher?”
“Sure.” I don’t know what she’s getting at, but all of a sudden she’s turning around to face me, those magical fingers fidgeting with a button on my jacket. She tries to make eye contact, but ends up staring past me, studying the lights on the distant shore. There’s a gleam on her lips that is utterly entrancing, the slight shiver of her bare arms as they break out in goosebumps.
“I meant it, Daddy. You’re a great teacher. And for a while now, I’ve wanted you to teach me about something. Something I haven’t learned yet.”