SHARED BY MY STEPDADDY

Chapter 1: I Get Trapped in the Cabin with My Stepdaddy and His Friends

The drive up to the cabin had already felt too intimate.

Richard — my stepdaddy — kept one hand on my thigh the entire two-hour ride from the city. His thumb stroked slow circles on my skin through my leggings, like it was the most natural thing in the world. I told myself it was just his way of keeping me calm during the worsening weather. He’d always been like that — protective, affectionate, the man who stepped in after my mom passed and made sure I never felt alone.

But lately,...