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Videl sighed happily as she pulled her car into the drive way of her mountain home, the roof was down and she could feel the remnants of a strong breeze blowing cool against her skin as it whipped through her hair. The air was heavy with the scent of wild flowers and there was nothing she liked better than to breath in the evening's aroma after a hard day's work; and it had been an extremely long and boring day. It had been a week since the grand opening of her father's new dojo and as his public relations officer, she had had to go to all those bloody press seminars that he all but demanded having; and what had made it worse was that it had been a hot day, a very hot day. The sun was setting, turning the evening ski from light blue to deep lavender, but even now she could still feel its blazing heat warming the air and making her feel very uncomfortable in the Armani suit her dad had insisted she wear. Killing the engine, she stepped out of the vehicle and walked to the front door. It was open; it always was as they had no need to fear thieves out here. But then, even the most certifiable criminal wouldn't dare steal from the daughter of Hercule Satan, the poster boy for the world's savours. Shutting the door behind her, Videl walked into the entrance hall and was surprised to find the house silent and empty. Her curiosity teased, Videl looked around the room before calling out her daughter's name, half expecting to hear her voice from upstairs announcing that she was on the phone to Bra. There was no response however and she could feel her heart beating faster as worried emotions flooded through her, this wasn't normal.

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Videl sighed happily as she pulled her car into the drive way of her mountain home, the roof was down and she could feel the remnants of a strong breeze blowing cool against her skin as it whipped through her hair. The air was heavy with the scent of wild flowers and there was nothing she liked better than to breath in the evening's aroma after a hard day's work; and it had been an extremely long and boring day. It had been a week since the grand opening of her father's new dojo and as his public relations officer, she had had to go to all those bloody press seminars that he all but demanded having; and what had made it worse was that it had been a hot day, a very hot day.

The sun was setting, turning the evening ski from light blue to deep lavender, but even now she could still feel its blazing heat warming the air and making her feel very uncomfortable in the Armani suit her dad had insisted she wear.

Killing the engine, she stepped out of the vehicle and walked to the front door. It was open; it always was as they had no need to fear thieves out here.

But then, even the most certifiable criminal wouldn't dare steal from the daughter of Hercule Satan, the poster boy for the world's savours. Shutting the door behind her, Videl walked into the entrance hall and was surprised to find the house silent and empty. Her curiosity teased, Videl looked around the room before calling out her daughter's name, half expecting to hear her voice from upstairs announcing that she was on the phone to Bra. There was no response however and she could feel her heart beating faster as worried emotions flooded through her, this wasn't normal.

Growing desperate, she walked into the spacious kitchen to find a note lying on the kitchen table. Quickly reading a the surprisingly neat scribble, she let out a comforted sigh when she saw that it was from Gohan to say that he had gone round his parents and would be late home, Chichi apparently needed help with something and only he would do. Ascending the wooden steps as silently as a jackrabbit, Videl made her way along the lightly lit hall to her daughter's room.

Grabbing the handle, she was about to open the door when suddenly she had an idea and instead sunk to her knees before placing one hand against the side of the door while she brushed a stray lock of her dishevelled hair away from her ear. In different circumstances, she would of probably just barged right in but recently the sixteen year old had become very secretive and personnel about her room and didn't take kindly to her parents going inside unannounced; and Videl had a very good idea why.

Barley a month ago, Pan had, for the first time in her life; found herself a real boyfriend. Pressing her ear against the cool wood, she began to listen intently for any sound coming from within the room that might explain her daughter's absence. From her own experiences as a hormone driven teenager, she expected to hear the hurried whispers and scattered moans that always preluded a passionate make out session; however she couldn't hear much of anything except for a very faint sobbing.

Her curiosity and parental concern got the better of her and lightly pressing her palm against the wood, she silently forced the barrier open a crack before looking inside her daughter's domain.

Pan's room was one of the smallest in the house and was lightly lit by the low glow of her bedside lamp, casting it in a comfortable light that revealed its surprisingly neat and tidy furnishings as well as the various word-martial arts tournament posters that decorated the walls.

Taking a second to let her eyes adapt to the low light, Videl immediately looked to the large queen size that was situated at the back of the rectangular room and was surprised to see the vague outline of her daughter against the light blue sheets. Her head was buried in the goose down pillows but her body was wracked by sobs and Videl could now hear her daughter's pained moans. Pan was crying, so something was defiantly very wrong. Quickly rising back to her full height, Videl threw open the door and hurried across the room to her sobbing daughter and pulled her to her.

Without hesitation or a word of protest, the eighteen year old wrapped her arms around her mother and began to cry into her shirt. Gently running her hand through the girl's dark hair, Videl tried desperately to sooth her daughter as she waited for her to stop shaking. Pan never cried, even when she was a child she had looked at life with the tenacity of a bull dog and Gohan had often joked he thought her to be more Saiyan then Vegeta; what could have happened to turn her into such a wreck? When her sobs finally began to subside, Pan slowly looked up at her mother with a look that almost made the woman want to cry out with horror.

Gone was the rosy checked, bright eyed girl she had raised; now she was pale with puffy eyes that freely leaked tears. Pan started to sniff against her mother's damp shirt before whispering, "Jeremy… Sniff… we had a fight and he called me a frigid…cock teasing bitch. She sniffed and gave a nod; not meeting her mother's gaze as fresh tears began to spill ran from light blue orbs. Videl rocked her daughter as she cried, a look of horror twisting her lips as whispered soothing words to the teen.

She had known that Pan had been having problems dealing with boys ever since she had turned sixteen, not only were her Saiyan hormones coming into play, but puberty had turned the plain girl into a very attractive young women with curves that caught the eye of every guy in sight and to be frank; it had really pissed her off; or at least until Jeremy came along.

It had all started as a simple school girl crush; Jeremy had sat next to Pan in her last year of schooling and they had instantly caught each other's eye.

Within the month the two had started to date and Videl had to say, she couldn't really blame her daughter for falling for the guy either. Videl remembered the first time she'd meet the boy, she was so sure she must have been dreaming, the resemblance between him and her husband had been striking. It had taken a year for Pan to work up the courage to introduce her boyfriend to her parents and invite him round for dinner. As soon as he had walked in, Videl had noticed it immediately. Jeremy had dark eyes almost as black as his slightly spiked hair; he stood at about 6foot and had a slightly muscular build that completed the image.

Jeremy was almost an exact replica of Gohan when she had first met him. Breaking from the memory, she just sat back and held her daughter close to her in a comforting hug as she continued to cry. With Pan's words lingering in her mind, she couldn't but wonder what had gone wrong in her daughter's relationship? The last thing Videl had heard was that Pan and Jeremy were very happy in their relationship, so why had the bod suddenly turned into a cold hearted bastard? And what had been she meant by becoming an iceberg? Pan waited a few seconds before responding; breaking away from her arms, she wiped the remaining tears from her eyes before looked up at her mother and whispering throatily "With you away at Grampa's seminar and daddy having to help grandma after work, I…um…kind of invited Jeremy round to keep me company.

We were half way through a movie when we began kissing and then…" The teen suddenly broke off, fresh tears threatening to consume her as she looked down. When he began kissing my neck I realised what he wanted to do Mum, I knew he wanted to fuck me and I got scared, I didn't know what to do and it scared me so I…I pushed him away.

It was strange but despite her daughter's distressed state, Videl couldn't help but let out a comforted sigh as a small, knowing smile grow on her lips. Realising what the problem was, she moved across the queen-size to kneel beside the hysterical teen and began to rub her back in a soothing manor before whispering "It's okay Pan, every girl gets scared their first time.

If Jeremy can't come to terms with the idea of waiting until you're ready, then he's not good enough for you. Despite her daughter's sudden outburst, Videl remained unfazed by the girl's heated words and instead a look of understanding spread across her features as she pulled her back into her arms. We just need to discuss a few things. Still sniffing, Pan looked up at her mother with a confused look on her face; her light blue eyes glazed silver with unshed tears. You see, Vegeta told me once that Saiyan's will only feel an attraction to the most superior fighters to ensure that their children will be excellent warriors.

So all we have to do is try and find a boy who meets up to your Saiyan demands. Pan looked up at her mother, "It's not just Jeremy Mum, every time a guy gets close to me I just seem to lock up, I can't even hug grandpa anymore. In fact the only guy I can get close to is…" She stopped midsentence, her eyes suddenly wide as saucers as she realised the implications of what she was saying.

Pan hesitated, suddenly looking away from her mother as she tried to find the words. How could she have come to this? What had she ever done to deserve this, being forced to admit to her mother that she wanted to have sex with her father?

It had all started when she turned 15; she had started having these strange urges and feelings that made her feel like ants were crawling all over her body. She had tried talking to her mother but every time she had gotten to embarrassed and rushed out the room, obviously she couldn't ask her father so instead she had asked her best friends, Bra and Marron. Despite the delicate subject, both had answered with as much tact as if they were hitting a glass bowl with a sledge hammer, stating that it was puberty and it was about time she started thinking about boys.

A flush began to spread over her cheeks as she struggled to contain her train of thought. Oh she had begun to think about boys alright. The only problem was the particular boy she had her eye on was most defiantly not a boy and while there was plenty of nice guys at school, many of whom who would have been more than willing to take her out on a date, none of them were like him. It was use to try looking for a surrogate, so she had decided to try and wait for the feelings to pass, while seeking what comfort she could from those battery powered aids she kept in a box under her bed.

To her credit, she had made a point of showing she wasn't interested to any boy who got to close for comfort that she wasn't interested and had lasted two years…. It had been the first day of term after an agonizingly long Holiday that Pan had thought would never end and as she and Bra walked into their first period, they saw him sitting at the back of the class, surrounded by a gaggle of cooing girls. Pan didn't know what it was but there was something about Jeremy that had drawn her to him.

Even after they had started dating however, she couldn't stop herself from thinking about that certain someone else. But it was true, ever since she was 15; Pan Son had been feeling a very strong desire and longing for her father.

She only wished she could have told her mother in a more appropriate manor. Seconds passed by in silence and Pan grew increasingly anxious by her mother's lack of response. What had she done? Had she made a mistake by telling her, should she of lied and taken the secret to her grave? Finally when the suspense grew too great, she gathered what little courage she had left turned to find her mother smiling down at her. She didn't get the chance to finish as Pan suddenly caught onto her meaning.

That is just…" However the teen couldn't finish, at the thought of her father, a wash of heat to spread over her body and she couldn't help but think of his Herculean form spread out beneath her as she rode him, his name leaving her lips in a passion field cry as his hands roamed all over her body. The idea was taboo and forbidden, but how often had she wondered what it would be like to feel his gigantic manhood piercing her body, sending her to heaven again and again until she took him into her mouth and sucked him dry.

It was her favourite fantasy and she had to shake her mind from the lust filled haze before she could continue. But these circumstances aren't exactly normal Pan, if we don't do this then you might be incapable of human contact for the rest of your life. Bloody teenage hormones!

Videl only smiled at her daughter before saying "Don't worry about him, he loves you and I know he wants what's best for you. Besides I know the perfect way of persuading him if he isn't too keen on the idea. Turning back to her daughter, Videl smiled slyly and said "Now why don't you go and get ready for your father while I tell him about your situation.

When Videl reached the bottom stair, she suddenly became air borne as her husband greeted her by sneaking up behind her and lifting her up in his strong arms and seized her lips in an intimate kiss that left her breathless with need. It was quite a feat to break the intense kiss and get Gohan to put her down but once he had finally released her and asked her about the press seminar; it didn't take long before the subject of their conversation turned towards their distressed daughter.

The last thing I need is to have to attend another seminar because my dad decided to save his reputation by explaining why his crazy son-in-law and his psychotic friend decided to kill a teenage boy.

While in truth she wouldn't have minded if Gohan and Vegeta did go round to Jeremy's parent's house and beat the shit out of the little bastard, she wasn't entirely sure Pan would feel the same way. Leaning forward, she teasingly ran her tongue across his earlobe before whispering her idea in his ear.

Taking a few seconds to compose himself, Gohan took off his glasses and began to clean the lenses with the hem of his shirt before rubbing the bridge of his nose and then putting the glasses back in place. Not sure what to make of his wife's announcement, he nervously ran his hand through his ebony hair, and all the while Videl continued to wait calmly for his response. My wife, who I love with all my heart and who in the past thirty years of marriage has never told me about any issues she may have with either our relationship or sex life; has just told me that she believes the best way to help our daughter is by me making love to her.

Have I missed anything? Videl on the other hand did not find Gohan's comment at all amusing. At that, the Saiyan feel back into the chair and muttered "You are aren't you? However, instead of reacting to her husband's comment's, Videl decided to fall back to plan B. Sometimes to convince Gohan to make the right decision, she had to take all reason and rationale thought from her husband.



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