Mark patiently stayed in place though he didn't crowd me as he looked down and sighed a little. "Baby girl, it's okay," he said gently. I shook my head at that, knowing he was only saying it and that I knew that it was not okay. None of this was okay.
"I'm sorry," I whispered. A tear was building in the corner of my eye.
"Please don't be," Mark said back, rolling onto his side and putting his arm around my torso, pulling me in closer to him.
"Is this your first time?". He asked and I couldn't look him in the face nor find my voice to speak up so I just nodded my head in yes.
"I get it so please don't worry. Take your time". He whispered kissing me on the head and I nodded again, feeling a little calmer. At this point, I was not even thinking about the fact that he was my stepfather bu
