"Hey, Dana, whatcha lookin at?"

The 50 year-old banking executive was always curious about the activities and interests of Dana, his gorgeous 18 year-old stepdaughter - what she was doing, what she was thinking, what she was wearing. and who she was dating. Above all, he was especially curious about her sex life, although he kept that strictly on the down low.

"Oh, just some random photos that my Mom and you took a few years ago", she replied quietly, turning the pages slowly and wistfully.

It had been three years since she'd lost her mother to cancer. Her reaction to that trauma was deep and immediate. She practically became a recluse, but every now and then she'd thumb through the old photo album hoping that somewhere in the pages she could lose herself in the images as she'd done when her mother was so vibrantly alive. Unfortunately, she had to face the fact that the impossible dream of recapturing any semblance of a stable and normal home life had long since vanished.

Her stepfather, Dan, always seemed to be hovering around, even at her most private moments, inquiring about what she was doing and even giving his (unasked for) opinions about her clothing, her boyfriends and her current hobbies. Instead of finding happiness, peace of mind and solitude, all she found was sorrow and a sense of despair and loneliness. And worst of all, at 18, she was still a virgin, a situation that filled her with a mix of shame and anxiety. Although he did his best and had always treated her with kindness, her stepfather simply could not fill the void of so many things that had gone wrong in her life lately.

Dan leaned over her shoulder in a rather obtrusive manner. Dana felt a bit uncomfortable yet excited in a way she couldn't quite explain.

"Ahh, look at that photo, that's your mother and me when we were in school, years before we were married."

Sitting next to her on the bed, he couldn't help but admire Dana's stunning beauty and tight, athletic body. He'd observed her physical attributes for years, sneakily, without her noticing. He didn't want her to think he was a pervert or anything like that! He'd always thought of himself as a moral, upstanding type of guy.....".