The little girl's name is Samantha, and she has short blonde hair, she told me to call her Sam for short, her face covered in freckles as is her whole body. I saw Sam the first day I arrived.

As I got into my caravan I went to the shower and had one and I sat down with my laptop to do some work on the story I was writing.

As I got up from the computer I looked out the window and there is Sam coming towards my caravan with a man which told me it was her father, she was holding his hand as they made their way over to me.

I sat back down and thought to myself "oh fucking Nora, she promised me she wouldn't tell anyone. That's me of to jail for a few years at least that's if he doesn't kill me first for fucking his daughter".

The door off the caravan was near knocked in by the man as he battered it with his fist and he shouted "you in there I want to fucking talk to you asshole".

I sat for a few minutes wondering whether to open the fucking door to him I knew I was in for the beating of my life and I said to myself out loud "what the fuck do I do about this he's going to kill me, ah fuck it as long as I fucked his daughter", I went to the door and opened it and the man stormed into my caravan.

He closed the door behind him I was shaking with fear my adrenaline was pumping in my veins, his daughter looked at me I looked at her and I saw that she had been crying, I looked up at the man who was standing in front off me as I sat down his little cock dangled between his legs this made me wonder "with a little pretty girl like that how can he have a fucking softy", my body was shaking violently as I look at the mans face which had anger in it.

"You fucking little bastard, my daughter came in this morning and told me you fucked her in the woods, I have a good mind to fucking beat you fucking senseless", the man said to me his hands were in fists.

"Oh shit, he really is going to fucking beat me senseless, well I would deserve it", I thought as I looked up at the man I couldn't stop my shaking the man must have saw me shaking.

"You know you fucking piece off shit I think I will phone the police that's what I will do", he looked down at Sam "what do you think sweetheart".

Sam looked up at her father and then at me and she started to giggle, then her father laughed and looked at me.

"Oh shit man don't phone the police", I said to the man who stood in front off me, his hands unfurled and he looked down at me.

"Relax man I ain't going to phone the police or beat you, I had to make it look good". He said to me.

"But why I deserve it".

......(cont)