It was wonderful to hug her. She rose up on her toes and we kissed, that gentle pressing of lips that I found so loving.However, through dinner and in...to the evening, with Sia deciding to sit glued to my side, I worried about her. This wasn’t the exuberant daughter I knew. She was softer, different.Caressing her shoulder, while some TV show played an apocalyptic zombie war, I finally broached the subject; one that hadn’t been mentioned.“Are you okay, honey? Are you regretting what we did?”SIA. He has no idea it was us paid for it. It’s best we leave at that. I have a sick feeling that if he knew he’d give it back to us and pay us rent on it to boot. It’s who he is.”“Yes, and you’re right. There is no upside to telling him.“So are we picking him up from the hospital?” She said.“Yes, I was able to get him to allow that. So yes. I’m borrowing Al’s pick up. It’ll be easier to get the chair in and out more easily,” he said.“Good thinking,” she said, “smaller or not the thing is still. "No ride tonight?" I asked as I approached her."No, my dad's out of town" she replied. "My bus should have been here almost twenty minutes ago." Really? Hop in," I said, motioning towards my car. "I'll give you a ride."She protested politely, not wanting to inconvenience me. When I insisted, she accepted and got in the car.I had driven her home before, so I knew exactly where I was going. She lived alone with her dad in a two-bedroom apartment. Her dad was always struggling to make ends meet,. I sucked one more man in this way before the man fucking my ass came, and was replaced by another. Mr. Decker followed, and over the next hour or so it seemed that I must have been double-penetrated by all six men in various configurations, although I couldn't really be sure. I'd lost track of time and seemed to exist only to provide pleasure for these men with my body. Finally, things were winding down. These were, after all, adult men, not teenagers. They'd each come several times already, in.