I was home alone, taking a bath and enjoying the peace and quiet. Suddenly, my father walked in. I was developing and tried to cover my breasts with my arms. He asked me what I was trying to hide. I told him nothing. He asked again, but this time he pulled me up out of the water and made me stand there stark naked. Then he ordered me to put my arms down at my sides so he could get a better look. I stood there trembling and embarrassed as he looked me up and down. His only comment was that I wouldn't be so bad once I got a decent pair of tits and a good bush. That night, I hid under the blanket in a fetal position and cried myself to sleep.