“ Come in here Lisa.” He tells me the second my mother leaves.

I’m in the kitchen getting the chores done so that I can go out and swim. So that I can go out and have fun with friends.

“I’m trying to do the dishes.” I tell him.

“I said to come in here.” He grunts at me.

I jump at the sound of his voice.I have reddish hair and hazel eyes. I’m wearing a sports bra and a pair

of booty shorts that fit tightly so that my ass shows off.

I stop doing the dishes, rolling my eyes I know that I have to listen to him....