Bobby was just getting out of the shower and heading to bed. It was a normal Friday for him, school, work, gym and then home.
He was your average looking twenty year old nerd. Clean cut, always presentably dressed with collard shirts and khakis. He didn't look imposing by any means but that didn't mean he was a push over. Bobby took up training at a boxing gym three days a week, Monday, Wednesday and Friday since he was seventeen. He started because he got beat up one day and thought he needed to learn how to defend himself. He continued because he enjoyed the freeing of the mind experience he got when he was training or sparring in the ring. In his free time he enjoyed going out and taking pictures of structures or nature, whichever sparked his interests, and entertained the idea of hiring a female model but never followed through with it. Photography wasn't something Bobby thought about as a profession but enjoyed as it also allowed him to enjoy the moment and capture a piece of it through his perspective.
His phone rang once his head hit the pillow.
"Hello?" He answered, the caller ID displayed a number he didn't know.
"They kicked me out," she was crying.
"Lindsey?" It sounded like his cousin.
"Help me," she cried, "I don't have anyone else to call."
"I live two hours away," Bobby was concerned. "Where's your mom and dad?"
"They disowned me," She bawled.
"Where are you?" Bobby asked getting out of bed.
"I'm at the diner down the street from where...I lived." Whatever happened had Lindsey in tears.
"I'm coming, stay there, get something to eat." Bobby didn't want her to wonder off.
"I don't have any money," Lindsey cried.
"I'm on the way now," Bobby tried his best to reassure her. "I'm coming for you."
"Thank...you...I love you," she hung up.
Bobby got into his Honda Fit and went as fast as he felt comfortable. The trip was just over two-hundred miles and he made record time, lucky not to have gotten pulled over, it was raining the whole way.
The town Bobby was returning to was a small bible town that was very close knit. Church on bible study Saturday's and Sunday Mass were mainstays in the small town where everyone knew each others business like no other. The town was divided into the have's and the have not's and you never wanted find yourself on the wrong side of the fence when it came down to it. Bobby could see through all the bullshit because his father married into it when he was just a teen. His father was always semi-religious but when he met and married his wife he went in deep but Bobby waited for his eighteenth birthday and moved as far as he could afford.
He called his father on the drive over and found out that Lindsey was video taped drinking at a boy's house and the boy was a have not. There was also some other boys there and she was dancing with them provocatively and that is one of the reasons what she got kicked out for. The most damning was she was drinking alcohol in the video. The boys claimed to have had sex with her but doctors said she still had her virginity in tact. The family can't look past the rumors and the church had chose to follow the rumors over the doctors.
Bobby was disgusted his father wouldn't stand up for her but he sent the video and Bobby didn't think it was a damning as the church and her family thought. She was drinking and the boys did flip up her skirt, showing off her panties for the camera. She playfully pushed their hands away until their hands started touching her panties clad bottom. She told them to stop once they started getting close to pulling down her panties. She left in a huff and before the video stopped one of the guys said "I'm gonna tap that."
He pulled up to the cafe, just over the two hour mark, and saw his eighteen year old cousin sitting by the dumpsters. She was curled up against the building and the dumpster for shelter from the rain. She was 5'2 and maybe a hundred pounds wet. Her shoulder length dirty blonde hair plastered to her head, ocean blue eyes bloodshot and teary. She had a slender, healthy, body, perky small B-cup titties, slim waist, nice hips and a tight ass. She was wearing a light denim jacket, white t-shirt that fit her frame perfectly and stuck to her body with rain. Her black pleated skirt hung heavy with water. She was soaked and shivering when Bobby got out and greeted her with a hug.
"Let's get you out of the rain," Bobby said leading her to his car.
"So what happened?" Bobby asked as he got in the driver seat.
"I was hanging out with some boys," Lindsey sobbed. "We were drinking and I was dancing with one of them recorded it."
"What happened in the video?" Bobby wanted the truth, "I need to know Lindsey."
"I was drinking, they kept flipping my skirt up and flashing my panties but I told them to stop and they did." Lindsey bawled.
"So nothing more happened?" Bobby asked, putting his hand on her shoulder for comfort.
"Nothing happened," Lindsey cried, "You have to believe me Bobby."
"I believe you," Bobby tells her. "But I don't want to deal with any drama."
"I understand," Lindsey said softly and scared.
"I am not rich but I can take care of you but I can't afford trouble." Bobby was only twenty, what did he know about taking care of someone especially a eighteen year old girl.
"I promise I won't be any trouble," Lindsey answered.
"So you have been giving your parents a hard time?" Bobby asked, not sure if she was going to be a problem he wanted in his life. "I don't have the time to play rescue Lindsey so if you're going to live with me you're going to have live by my rules, understand?"
"I promise I will follow your rules," Lindsey pleaded. She didn't know what would happen to her if he wouldn't take her in as her head fell into her hands, crying uncontrollably. "Please, I'll do anything, don't leave me!"
"You do know you'll be leaving this place and I don't plan on coming back." Bobby informed her. "I only came back for you."
"Thank you," Lindsey's crying was starting to settle and she leaned over towards Bobby and hugged him, repeating. "Thank you."
"I guess we're finished here." Bobby said as he got in and started the car.
"Can we turn the heat up, please?" Lindsey was shivering from her wet clothes.
"I saw the video," Bobby said.
"I swear I didn't have sex with them!" Lindsey immediately pleaded with him, "please don't leave me Bobby!"
"It looked like you were enjoying them showing you off," Bobby questioned as he turned the heat on full blast.
"..." Lindsey didn't know what to say. "I didn't do anything."
"I didn't say that," Bobby couldn't help but see her sexually after what he saw. The way she was dancing and playfully pushing the boys hands away from her showing her panties to the camera. "Do you want to be treated like a whore?"
"No!" It scared her to hear Bobby question her about this.
"Do you want me to drop you off with them?" Bobby wanted to see how she reacted.
"NO!" Lindsey cried in fear, "please I don't want to be with them."
"Then why did you let them record you dancing for them and let them flash your panties?" Bobby was enjoying this feeling of power.
"I...I don't know...I was drunk and did something stupid." Lindsey was hard on herself but Bobby knew all to well how alcohol could affect a person's judgment.
"But you're going to be a good girl for me right?" Bobby asked, knowing all to well how bad it sounded but wanted to see her reaction.
"Yes...I'll be a good girl." Her tone was soft and unsettled but she didn't delay in answering him besides her pause.
"I will bend you over my knee and spank you if you want to keep acting like a child." Bobby just help himself as this feeling of control was powerful and encouraging. "You are my responsibility now so you understand I will have to punish you if you're naughty."
"I won't," Lindsey replied quietly.
"You won't what?"
"I won't be a naughty girl," Lindsey said shakily.
"Good girl," Bobby could see this turning out in his benefit. "Are you still cold?"
"Yes," she said softly.
"Take your clothes off," Bobby couldn't believe he said that out loud.