Page 148 of A Foster Fling

Troy

I’m stuck in a state of purgatory. These last few months have changed me more than I could have ever expected. I gave Robyn everything she needed: a home, love, and life, but I did more than just save her from whatever hell has been following her during her life. It gaveme anew feeling of life and purpose.

I’ve finally found the piece of my heart I’ve been searching for since I lost my wife, but I also know it can’t last forever. Robyn will be leaving us soon, and it’ll be time to step up and take on another kid who needs a loving parent. I hope she’ll keep in contact, so I can still watch over her from afar and be there if she ever needs me. An occasional visit wouldn’t be unwelcome either. Robyn seems to have settled in well here with us, and I know it’ll affect all three of us when she moves.

Her laughter, her smiles, and jokes have brought new light into our home. I know I’ll miss her greatly, and not because of what else she’s given me. Robyn has also reawoken needs I’d long since given up on fulfilling in any way other than with my hand, and I know in the quiet, lonely moments I’ll draw on the memories of my sweet Robyn’s face during the times her mouth, pussy, or ass were wrapped around my hard cock, or my mouth was on her.

It kills me that I won’t get to touch her skin or publicly stake my claim on her, although it would be complicated for the both of us. Particularly with her past and how she came to live with me. If Robyn leaving is what will make her happy, then I won’t stop her spreading her wings.

That’s what a good father does.

Raiden

My dad and Robyn thought they’d been so sly, but I’m not a dumb kid. I know what love looks like, and I’ve felt the pull of lust toward another person. I was not going to be the one to burst their little bubble, but they hadn’t been as stealthy as they thought they’d been. I knew what was going on from the first night they were together. I wasn’t out of the house like they thought I was.

I’d gotten out of bed, snuck downstairs, and made it seem like I was just coming in because I wanted to get some sleep. The amount of noise they were making would have woken the dead. No matter how many times I tried to block it out or shut it off, the sound of them together always seemed to filter through to me.

The worst part is that I’d had my eye on her for myself. I never expected my dad to be the one to swoop in and break the rules as thoroughly as he did. I suppose at least I didn’t make a move, it seems that it would’ve been a waste of time and created an even deeper awkwardness between us.

Robyn and I were getting close, so I thought I had that going for me, until my dad got there first. When she left I let her think I’d been distancing myself from her because I knew she was leaving. When she told me that, I was stunned, but I chose to let her believe the lie.

I’ve heard from Robyn a few times since she left, mostly to ask about music, but I don’t know if she’s contacted my dad at all. I miss her, but I’m also glad she left in a way, because she didn’t deserve to go through what she did at the hands of a social care system who didn’t have a lick of interest in her wellbeing… until my dad found her.

I’m proud of her for leaving, but I sometimes wish I could’ve gone with her. Maybe when I get out of here and start college, I can track her down. Someday I might tell her how I feel, but it depends on who we both are if we ever do meet again.

She told me she’s living in campus dorms, but they have extended the lease due to her extenuating living circumstances. She’s mentioned her fears about fitting in and starting over somewhere new again, but this time on her own terms, but I don’t doubt that she’ll exceed all of her expectations over what life might have in store for her.

The moment I leave this town, and get my own life on track, I’ll claim Robyn for myself, and show her just how sweet life can really be, far away from the destructive harbor that my father created for her in his blind attempt to save her.