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Flowers in the Attic: "My Stepfather" (Part 2)

Maggie Mae


My Stepfather aka Forbidden Pleasures of the Sexual Kind.  Part 2.

Cathy whines to the reader that Chris is taking too long to come up with $500. Oh, wait, I already read this section. Corrine looks fabulous in black. This is very important information. 

Chris and Cathy are sharing everything, problems, aspirations, doubts. He's her doctor. (Are they "playing doctor"?) Scandalous. 

Cathy says her physical problems are not much consequence, only the monthly cramps. Her "womanly time" is not showing up on schedule. I'm concerned that she thinks nothing is wrong, when in the previous section, she said that they all had headaches, cramps, and other stomach aliments. Chris and Cathy are proto-internet doctors and believe that her "womanly time" is not on schedule because Cathy has a "quixotic nature." Thank you Dr Oz. 

We are reminded that Cathy is writing this in "present" time, reminiscing, as she says "I can write now of Chris and what happened on September night."  Maybe the unreliable narrator is intentional, after all. Chris has come back from a trip to Momma's suite, and he's been interested in that book. Cathy wonders why he needs to keep looking, she remembers each photograph. Chris is "reading the text" lol. Sure, like people get Playboy "for the articles." Chris felt guilty about growing up, and how these years should be "blossoming years" for both him and Cathy. As he reads through the book again, Mom and Hubby come back. Chris hides in the closet. Bart has forgotten his wallet. Bart and Corrine argue about money, Bart thinks the maids are stealing, Corrine doesn't care. Chris thinks he doesn't count money and is worried. Corrine is like "what difference does $5 matter, anyway" and I'm kind of with her, which is why I don't carry cash. $5 in cash seems like nothing, and it's so much easier to track spending on my debit card - I can sync the statements right to YNAB and see where my money is going. Where as cash just sort of feels like play money. Bart says he had to work for his money, and he doesn't want 10 cents stolen from him. Okay, come on Bart. it's 10 cents. I get it, but if the maids are so underpaid they are stealing dimes, just pay them more. Or vote for policies that allow household servants to make a living wage. 

Bart is so married to Corrine for the money, and maybe the sex. Bart doesn't want to go if they missed the first act (i'm with him) and implies he'd rather stay home and try out positions from the book, but Corrine is surprisingly in charge (yeah, because she has the money and the hot body, I guess) and complains that last time he fell asleep and she had to go to a party without him. Grow the fuck up, Corrine. If he's tired, he's tired. 

Bart is irritated, and tells her how he had a nice dream that time, about a "lovely young girl with long, golden hair, who kissed him while he slept." 

Chris is displeased. 

Chris has a whole paragraph of expressing his disapproval at Cathy.

Corrine is sick of hearing about this dream, and wants to get out of the house. They decide to stay in a hotel, so Bart doesn't have to see the Grandmother's face in the morning (I guess she never gets a name in this book). 

VC Andrews doesn't trust her readers, and has Cathy explain that all of this is happening while Cathy waits in the attic. Cathy misses the sliver music box her father, Christopher, gave her so many years ago. Now Chris is in the attic with her. He's telling her she is beautiful, and can see the shape of her body through her clothes. He grabs her and yells at her for kissing Bart. She tells him he wasn't there. Chris tells her that Bart saw her and thought it was a dream. 

Chris pulls her down from the window sill and starts shaking her. 



"You're Mine, Cathy! Mine! No matter who comes into your future, you'll always belong to me! I'll make you mine... tonight... now!" 

Its such bad dialogue. 

They "wrestle" 

She has "strong dancer's legs" while he has "biceps and greater weight." He also has "determination" to "use something hot, swollen, and demanding." 

I'm at work. Donald Trump is still President. Our newly elected Governor has fired 800 state employees, political and non-political alike. Everything sucks and the ground is constantly moving and there is no snow in December. Yet this is literally the thing that is making me nauseated. Fictional people. 

Cathy monologues: "And I loved him. I wanted what he wanted - if he wanted it that much, right or wrong." Gag. 

They "ended up on that old mattress" (which has, to my knowledge, only been mentioned once or twice.) I'm just going to quote the rest. 


And that is where he took me, and forced in that swollen, rigid male sex part of him that had to be satisfied. 

No, it doesn't! Have your mom bring you a Seventeen and learn about hand jobs. You went from nipple sucking to straight PinV. 


It drove into my tight and resisting flesh which tore and bled. 

Still a better love story than Twilight. 



(I thought that was a Twilight GIF, but now I realize that's not Bella. Anyone?)


Now we were doomed through all eternity, damned to roast forever, hung upside down and naked over the everlasting fires of hell. Sinners, just as the grandmother had forecasted so long ago. 



See, she's fine. 


Now there might be a baby. 

Spoiler. There will be no baby. 



(Cersei isn't pregnant, either.) 



Act Break. 



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It's not Bella, on the other hand that the origin is of Twilight Fan Fic with different  names so, close enough

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that swollen, rigid male sex part of him

this woman made millions writing stuff like this.  I hate this world.

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Yikes, a Fifty Shades of Grey gif featuring two actors who have zero chemistry. It's not Bella, but as Clueliss points out, Anesthesia Anastasia Steele started out as a fan fiction version of Bella.

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Oh my stars. That was a bit - anticlimatic. They finally do it cause he’s a jealous douche. 

Excellent gifs. :greetings-clappingorange:

How much do we have left?


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On 12/7/2018 at 8:35 PM, AliceInFundyland said:

Oh my stars. That was a bit - anticlimatic. They finally do it cause he’s a jealous douche. 

Excellent gifs. :greetings-clappingorange:

How much do we have left?

Too much, IMO. I think there is the rest of this chapter, then two more chapters and an epilogue. 

On 12/7/2018 at 11:54 AM, HerNameIsBuffy said:

this woman made millions writing stuff like this.  I hate this world.



On 12/7/2018 at 12:27 PM, GreyhoundFan said:

Yikes, a Fifty Shades of Grey gif featuring two actors who have zero chemistry. It's not Bella, but as Clueliss points out, Anesthesia Anastasia Steele started out as a fan fiction version of Bella.

Weird that I thought it was Edward at first glance, that girl looks nothing like Bella. I've never read or seen any of the 50 Shades - not the fanfic, not the book, not the movies, and if there is ever an HBO limited series, I won't be watching that, either. Despite my reading this semi-porn novel (at work), I'm not really into romantic lit or films. 

Weirdly enough, though, that new JLo thing looks like something I might enjoy. 

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