>13 year old Rochelle Loud was a strong, athletic girl whose powerful legs carried her far on the track and field team. Today, however, they were carrying her to her father’s bed.
>For sex.
>Rochelle had long lusted for the manly white-haired sex God named Lincoln. For the longest time, she pined from afar because Dad was with Loli, and Loli was crazy jealous, but as her body developed into womanhood, the fire in her loins only grew. Now she no longer cared about Loli. She’d handle the crazy bitch if he had to.
>In her father’s room, she stripped naked and laid out on the bed, waiting for him to come. Her heart genty pounded and her stomach twisted with nerves. She was a virgin and heard a girl’s first time hurts. Guess she was about to find out.
>The door opened, and her breath caught. She put on a smile that dropped when Loli slipped in The retard’s eyes met hers, and she froze. For a moment, they stared at each other, then Loli’s face darkened. “Daddy daddy daddy daddy?”
>”I’m waiting for my father to come fuck me,” Rochelle challenged.
>Loli’s eyes narrowed, and before Rochelle knew it, the girl was on top of her, raining down an unexpectedly furious rain of blows. Shocked, Rochelle tried to protect her face as Loli battered it with her tiny fists. She grabbed a handful of Loli’s hair and yanked her head back, but the girl wouldn’t relent. Rochelle’s nose broke, her teeth shattered.
>When Loli was done, she got up, went out into the hall, then returned with a sledgehammer. “What are you doing???” Rochelle slurred through her split lips, barely conscious.
>”Daddy daddy daddy daddy daddy, daddy.”
>Rochelle’s eyes widened. “Not my legs!”
>Grinning evilly, Loli raised the hammer and brought it down on one of Rochelle’s knees. Hot agony burst into the center of her skull and she screamed.
>Loli smashed the other one next, and from then on, Rochelle wasn’t so athletic anymore. Cerebral palsy, they said, but it wasn’t.
>It was Loli palsy.