Chapter 7
"From now on, Rachel," her father said, as he drove back toward the shack where they lived, "you move outta that room and leave it fer the boys. Ah wantcha sleepin' in mah bedroom with me."
"Paw," she murmured, now wearing her dress again, looking down at her feet, feeling ashamed because her emotions had taken such control over her, "ah don't think what we done was right."
"Rachel-honey, what's right is what ah say is right," he told her. "Ah mean, ah said it was right fer us to fuck, and let's face it, you liked it jest as much as ah did."
"Still, somehow it don't seem like the right thing to do, Paw," she objected.
"Iff n you stay with yer brothers in thet there room, d'you think the two of them are gonna keep their hands off n you. Hell! They're kinda young now, but in a little while, they're gonna know 'bout girls, and when they learn about some of the neighbors boffin their daughters and sisters, they'll just natcherly come and screw you, Rachel-honey. Heck! Le's face it! You're one helluva lay. Ah think it'd be a good thing fer your brothers to learn from you instead of some of those other tramps. But in the meantime, that prime pussy of yours belongs to daddy, and you're gonna do with it what daddy wants, 'cause we're gonna make us some nice money with it."
"Oh, paw I don't wanna make no money like that," she objected.
"Hush your mouth, girl," he snapped. "When paw says fuck, you fuck, and iff n ah tell you to fuck for someone else, then you do just that. Shee-itt! You like fuckin'. Ah'll bet you can take on a whole regiment of soldiers and love it."
The sad part of it was, her father was right, Rachel would indeed have loved it, every last little bit of it.
But if there was one thing Rachel detested, it was the idea of substituting for her mother with her father's paying friends. She had the feeling the only reason why they were his friends was because he let them fuck his woman-for a price. Women in this area weren't exactly a plentiful commodity, and the fact that her father not only had a wife to sell, but three daughters as well, had made him a big deal in Shanty Town. Whatever other females there were around here were either married or belonged to families rich enough to send them to school on a regular basis. The men from Shanty Town knew better than to touch any of them. Rachel was the only female from this area to attend the school, and then, only because she had insisted on going.
All the girls her own age was still lived in Shanty Town were not only married, but already had at least two kids each. It was rumored that Luke Kelly had sired at least one of every two of those kids, since he liked fucking the young married women in Shanty Town. The husband didn't dare object, since Luke was their employer for the most part.
Because the other girls were married, Rachel had nothing in common with them, and so had never discussed sex with any of them, which was why she had known so little about it until now. Now she was learning with a vengeance.
When the truck finally pulled up behind the shanty in which she lived with her pa and her brothers, she got out and went to the wood stove inside. Since she was the only female left, she had to prepare the dinner, in this case a mess of catfish the old man and the boys had caught down by the creek. But her father's drinking after dinner began worrying her, and so she sneaked out.