DFE-055 I'm Being Supported by My Daughter. Yokomiya Nanami

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A deadbeat stepfather and a dutiful daughter. "Now we can eat something tasty," he said, carefully tucking the envelope he'd received into his pocket with a smile. In the hotel room I was brought to, a suspicious-looking middle-aged man waited. "If you can just endure a few hours you'll get lots of thanks. It's a good job, isn't it?" My stepfather, who didn't work and spent his time gambling, had no credibility, but thinking of my family I couldn't come up with a better option. So, a few times a month, my sister and I took turns being held by strangers. I didn't feel anything — once his sperm came out it was over. I'd go home, take a bath, and forget it all. I resigned myself and accepted this reality. —But today, just today, I didn't want it. A boy from my class whom I'd liked for a long time had asked me out. I wanted to have my youth, to have a sweet romance. "I want to go home early today," I asked, hoping against hope. "No way — I'm going to have sex until I'm satisfied," he laughed off and threw himself on me. His breath smelled of the gutter. I suppressed my feelings for my family's sake and simply endured the passing time, but when the man's relentless assault broke me, moans and tears spilled out. A sad story of a pitiable girl used by despicable adults.