Tattletale

It's the end of the school day and usually I'd be walking home, enjoying turning heads in my short plaid skirt and tight white blouse a couple of sizes too small for the perky C-cup breasts I've got on my otherwise slim frame. But instead I'm hanging around the front steps of my girls academy, seeking sanctuary from a feeling of vulnerability. I'm still safe when my father arrives at the wheel of his Bentley, called away from work and still in a suit. I run down and hop into the passenger seat as he greets me with worry.

"Heather, are you alright?" I nod and assure him I am, and he starts questioning me about my frantic phone call. "I was in an important meeting at work. What's the emergency?"

My heart is pounding as I wonder how to explain myself. "Daddy, there's some blacks that I'm afraid of," I begin, and see him sigh. "I mean, do you realize what these savages have planned for a pretty little blonde girl like me?"
"My word, Heather, you sound racist talking like that!" father objects, looking stunned. "Who is giving you these ideas?"

I feel the tears come to my blue eyes as I fumble for my mobile. "Look at this message, daddy!" I insist, my voice cracking as I hand it over. "Those filthy Africans are coming for your daughter!"

Father's eyebrows did raise while he read, but still a smile cracked his lips. "Ample opportunity? No refugee wrote this, darling. Someone's having you on, someone I guess would know you're discomfort with the blacks." I just shake my head, trying to decide whether to accept his reasoning as he continued, "Any black boys shown any interest in you, Heather? Hmm? And I bet you encouraged it, maybe teased those Africans just a little bit?"

I nod sheepishly, and take a couple of deep breaths as I try and calm down and consider that possibility, but knowing that he didn't want this to happen to me any more than I did and feeling like he was just refusing to accept the awful truth. "It was just a bit of fun between me and some of the girls," I am **** to admit. "I'm sorry daddy, I shouldn't have and I know those ni... blacks are after me."