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I have come onto the scene during the molesting of Tamara by her father. I am a young teenager.I spent time with Tamara's father because the mother has already gone to bed and I am supposed to take her place by cooking something for him when he gets home. He always comes home drunk. I do not like his breath. He makes me sit on his lap. I like to hear him tell me how beautiful I am and whether I have a boy friend. I truly thought he cared about me but how stupid I was to think that . He was a master manipulator and I was his pawn in this scenario.I have not had any love from anyone so I am hoping his attention is honest but of course it is not and I am trapped. I hate him and his breath and his disgusting ways of getting to me. I want to throw up and make sure it goes on him. Of course that would be my fault also. I am so good at stuffing things simply because I have to be. If you looked at me I would be very round from holding in these secrets.