What. The. Fuck?

Even my father was shocked. He stared at her with his mouth open.

“What is wrong with you?” I growled, my hands balling into fists and my nails digging into my palms until I drew blood.

She didn't even bother to look at me as she answered, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. “I’m trying to prove to you men that I'm well enough to take you. Like you said, a break is a luxury we don't have.”

My father, for once, looked like he didn't know what to do, whether he should go with it or stop her. But when she dragged his boxer brief...