I'll Do It

"My father will be back any moment, hide there in the shadows and when he comes for me, kill him. Make it painful."

You nod and lurk in the shadows. You hear the sound of feet stomping inside the house and then up the stairs. A light tap comes at the door and it opens without a response. A large man in his sixties enters. His gut hangs low and his pate is bald. His penis is clearly still quite verile and strong.

"Now girl... I think you've known this was coming for a while. Try not to struggle and I'll try not to hurt you." He slurs at his daughter.

"Of course, father," She lies to him as she positions herself to be accessible to his sex, "I'm the oldest and must be sure that my father's needs are tended to."

He smiles as approaches the bed. He doesn't hear you approach. He doesn't hear you slip the dagger from it's sheath. He doesn't feel you drag the blade across his neck or the blood spilling down his chest. All he does do is see the murderous grin on his daughter's face as he suddenly loses his footing.