You got it little girl (1)

CONTENT: Step dad, daughter, Urges, milk, breast milk, Tities sucking, fingering, wet. The Uber pulls up in front of the little yellow house at the end of Crestmont Ridge. I sit there and stare out the window for a minute. The grass is cut perfectly. The fence is an immaculate white. The two cars in the driveway are spotlessly clean. I take a deep breath…. I hate this place, I fucking hate it with every fiber of my being! ...and let it out in a long and arduous sigh. I’m home. Fucking-A, for better or for worse, I’m home. “Miss, do you–” “No!” I open the door and get out of the Uber before the driver has a chance to say another word to me. Then I start up the sidewalk to the front door. I’m carrying my one large duffle bag. It’s all I’ve got. It’s all my possession in the world. I’m halfway to the door when it opens. Charlie comes out, stands on the steps. I see mom hovering behind him in the doorway. “Sheryl,” he says as I draw near. “Charlie,” I reply, reaching the steps. I stop and