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A note from Ginny
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Authors note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
It was one of the penalties of selecting a city centre college, the commute!
At eighteen Kiki could have already left home, and maybe found a flat to share with friends closer to the college where she was studying graphic design. It would certainly cut out the cramped train ride each morning and evening. But a move had never entered her mind, two factors always stalled her, the first was cash, or lack of... She couldn't afford even a shared rent, not in the centre anyway, and what was the point of getting a place further away, that wasn't achieving anything. Independence maybe? That was the one thing she had never craved, and that neatly circled around to her second reason for never considering leaving home.
The man who had been both mother and father to her for so many years, he had guided her through the toughest times, he had been there giving support as she grew up, and he had never been embarrassed by intimate feminine issues, always there to give advice or sooth her fears. He was a modern and liberated daddy, first periods and tampons hadn't send him to hide in a shell as he frantically searched for a female to pass the problem to.
He handled it with tact and sympathy she told herself as a small smile formed, and I think he would have even been brave enough to help me, if how to use the tampon hadn't been pretty obvious!
He would have, she added with growing certainty, he had never been shy or evasive around her, no subject was taboo.
So how could she consider leaving such an important part of her life. And I have responsibilities