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 Was it Fate?  By Oblivion

   1.  Awakening



   I woke up Saturday morning with Jill sitting on the bed beside me.

   "Daddy, can I ask you something?"

   "Yes, honey."

   "Even, well, even if it's hard..."

   "Jill, I'll always answer your questions."

   "I know Daddy, but this is different."

   "Why, honey?"

   "Well, you see I was wondering....  Ah...  Daddy, why don't you have a
girlfriend?"

   I lay there and closed my eyes trying to hold back the emotions that
were suddenly overwhelming me.  It took a couple of moments to calm myself
down and open my eyes again.

   "I'm sorry honey, but I needed to think about that for a minute."

   "That's O.K.  Daddy." She sighed and continued, "Sometimes I think your
lonely Daddy."

   "Sometimes I am Jill, sometimes I am." This wasn't getting any easier.
"Just I never seem to have the time or energy to do something about it." I
didn't want to lie to her but I knew she wouldn't understand the truth.

   "Daddy, it's been seven years since Mom left, haven't you found anyone
you liked in seven years?" Her voice was filled with concern and her
earnest need to understand.  As much as I wanted to keep to the lie I
couldn't.

   "Yes honey, I have found women that appealed to me, but you see, they
don't find me appealing." I choked back a sob at that point, trying to make
it sound like a cough.  I could feel my throat getting tight and the pain
starting to build.

   "But why Daddy?" Her eyes were bright with tears and the look of
puzzlement on her face was even more painful to me than my own internal
suffering.

   "You see honey, it's because I'm so ugly." It was the hardest thing I'd
ever had to say in all my life.  Harder than the day I'd asked their mother
to marry me.  To admit to my child that I knew my own ugliness.  To admit
that I knew how the world saw me.

   "You're the most beautiful person I've ever known, Daddy." Tears were
streaming down her face and she leaned down to pull my head into her lap.
"You are, Daddy, you're beautiful."

   The memories of decades of ridicule and loathing, of the kids in school
calling me 'Ox' or 'Wart Hog', of seeing the fear in strangers' eyes, of
watching people stand on a crowded bus rather than sit next to me, of all
the other ways that I was evaded or ignored suddenly came crashing down on
me.  I felt the pain take hold.

   "Jill, I can't...." It was a choked sob.  Then my body wracked in my
anguish and the flood of tears and pain washed over me.  I could feel my
body shudder and twitch and I felt Jill pull me closer and wrap herself
around me.  She was saying something but I couldn't hear it.  I felt
another body move against me, holding me tightly.  The pain went on and on.


   I don't know how long wept in my daughter's arms but when I opened my
eyes again it was dark.  I was numb everywhere.  My arms and legs tingled
as if they'd been asleep.  My eyes felt like sandpaper and my chest and
back felt like I'd been beaten to a pulp.  It hurt just to breathe.  The
pillow under my cheek was soaked.  A hand was brushing through my hair,
then down along the side of my face and through my beard.  Back to my hair,
down through my beard, over and over.  I could feel a warm body at my back,
hands slowly rubbing across my shoulders.  I felt another body in front of
me.  Hands stroking my arm.  More hands stoking my thighs and then down to
my feet.  I took a deep breath.

   "He's awake!" It was Alison.  All the hands stopped.

   "Hush, Ally, let him rest." That was Nathan.

   "O.  K.  Dad." Hands started moving again.  I closed my eyes.

   Something cool on my butt.  Sting.

   "Alright Nathan, that should help, but if he isn't up by morning we have
to get him into the hospital.  Do you understand how dangerous it's going
to get all too soon?"

   "Yes, Roberta, you've told me at least six times now.  If he isn't up,
and eating, by morning I'm to call for an ambulance."

   "Good, make sure you do."

   "I'll call you either way, I promise."

   "Are you sure the girls can handle things, he's going to need some
pretty personal help when he gets up."

   "If I tried to get someone else in here I'd have a riot on my hands,
they know what has to be done, you've explained it enough times."

   "They sure are possessive of him aren't they?"

   "Yes, they are."

   "What makes him so special?"

   "If you got to know him you'd understand." I heard the door open.  "O.
K. girls the doctor's done, you can go back in."

   A chorus of "thank you's."

   The bed moved, hands and bodies moving around and over me.  Blackness
comes again.



   Soft snores around me.  Breath on the back of my neck.  A hand moving
through my hair.  I opened my eyes.  A soft warm glow and a face above
mine.

   "Hi Daddy." Kelly.

   I croaked.

   "Hush, Daddy.  Would you like some water?" I nodded.  The hand left my
hair.  "Amber." A pause.  "Amber?"

   "Huh?"

   "Daddy's awake again.  Could you get him some water please?" The bed
moved and I felt an emptiness at my back.  The others were waking up as
well.  More faces came into view.  I couldn't focus my eyes.  My body was
still numb, but it didn't tingle anymore.  My chest and back still hurt.

   "Uncle Jason, here's some water, O.K.?" I felt a straw touch my lips.  I
drew it in and stared sucking.  It was hard to swallow.  After a few sips I
tried to speak again.

   "Ahhh...  that hurts."

   "Hush, Daddy, have a little more."

   A bit later I tried again.

   "What time is it?" Still a croak but it hurt less.

   "A quarter to twelve, Daddy." Jill's voice.

   "I'm sorry girls."

   "It's O.K.  Daddy, we didn't understand before...."

   "But now we do Uncle Jason.  Now we do!" That was Ashley.  She sounded
almost angry, her voice pitched low and forceful.  "No ones gonna hurt you
again if I can help it!" Then I heard her sigh and could hear the tension
drain from her with it.  I felt the bed move and her face came into focus.
She reached out and closed my eyes.

   Kiss left, kiss right, kiss.

   Four more set of kisses followed.

   "Can I sit up now?"

   "Yes, Daddy." I tried to, but couldn't make my legs move.  "Here we'll
help." It was when they rolled me onto my back that realized that I was
naked.  I gasped.

   "Girls, you shouldn't...  ah ...  I'm...."

   "We know, Uncle Jason." Amber's voice was a breathy whisper in my ear.

   "But."

   "It's O.K.  It's not like you planed for this to happen." Then she
giggled.  "Or did you?"

   "Amber!"

   "I know you didn't, silly man."



   When they had gotten me propped up against the headboard they pulled the
blanket over me.  Then handed me a bottle of water.  It was still hard to
hold so one of them helped as I drank about half of it.  I was staring to
feel a bit better and I was finally beginning to be able to focus my eyes.
I looked at the girls around me.  Amber was on my left running her fingers
though my hair.  Jill was on my right helping with the water.  Kelly was
between my legs looking at me with a worried expression on her face. 
Ashley and Alison were on either side of Kelly holding her in a light
embrace, their heads resting on her shoulders.  It was then that I noticed
the dark circles under all their eyes.

   "How long?" Jill looked into my eyes.  I saw fear, not of me but for me.

   "It's Sunday night, no Monday morning now Daddy." What!  My shock must
have shown.  "It's O.K.  Daddy, you're awake now and the doctor said that
was the most important thing."

   Kelly's face was starting to relax a little.  "Do you think you could
eat something now?"

   I thought for a moment.  "Yes, honey, I think I can." She, Ashley and
Alison scrambled off the bed and out of the room.

   "Daddy?"

   "What, honey?"

   "Are you going to be O.  K.?"

   "Yes, Jill I'll be fine." With that said I reached out and pulled her to
me and hugged her close and tight.  She started crying softly, gentle
shudders running through her body a few times.  She wrapped her arms around
me and sagged onto my chest.  Amber leaned into me and wrapped her arms
around us and was soon crying too.

   When the others returned we were still wrapped together and they all
joined us and I was soon comforting all five of the girls.

   A while later Kelly remembered the food.  "Daddy, your soup's cold, I'll
go make some more."

   "It's O.  K.  honey, just nuke it a little and it'll be fine." She
nodded her head and rushed out.  She was back after a couple of minutes and
they all wanted to take turns feeding me my soup.

   "Just the broth at first Daddy, that's what the doctor said." I
acquiesced.

   After making me pause to 'let things settle' a few times they started
giving me the noodles and then the chicken and vegetables.  After the bowl
had been emptied Alison picked up the phone and dialed.

   "Hi, Dad."

   "We're fine."

   "Yep.' She looked at me and smiled.

   "He's had a bottle of water and a bowl of soup."

   "Nope, no problems."

   "No, not yet, Dad." She blushed.

   "Yes, Dad, we know."

   "Night Dad.  We love you."

   "O.  K., night." She hung up the phone.

   "That was Dad."

   "No shit Sherlock." I replied, and then couldn't help laughing at the
shocked look on all their faces.  I didn't usually swear.  Then the girls
started giggling and soon we were all laughing.  I sensed the tension
flowing from the girls and could see their faces start to smooth.  The
worry was leaving their eyes.

   My back and chest were starting to ache again.  I took another deep
breath to catch my wind and felt a muscle pull.  I must have groaned or
made some kind of noise because I suddenly had five girls wanting to know
if I was alright, what was wrong or what they needed to do to make it
better.

   After I managed to convince them that I would in fact still survive I
was told quite sternly that I needed to eat again.  This time Jill and
Amber went to get more soup and when they returned they still wouldn't let
me feed myself.

   Sometime later I was sitting watching my daughters talk with the
triplets, wondering how someone that looked like me could have ever
fathered such beautiful girls, and the tears started flowing again.  Not
sobs this time just gentle, soft, seemingly endless tears.  I felt weak
again, felt like a wasted wretch that had been bedridden for years.  I
couldn't even lift my arms again.  The tears made it so I was almost blind.
All I could see were wavering ghosts in the soft light before me.

   Suddenly I heard Ashley sob.  "He's crying again."

   Five bodies crushed against me.  Five pairs of arms wrapping me in their
love and concern.  The world was cruel, but here and now I knew, not just
hoped, but knew, that I was loved.  It would be enough.

   I must have slept again.  I'm not sure but I must have because when I
next realized were I was I was flat on my back.  There was a small soft
body lying on top of me with a slightly larger one on each side.  I opened
my eyes and looked around.

   Kelly was laid out on my chest, sound asleep.  Jill was on my left her
arm draped over her sister with Alison behind her.  Alison's arms were
wrapped around Jill holding her against me.  On the right Ashley was half
laying on me with her arm under Kelly on my chest.  Amber was behind
Ashley, head on her sister's shoulder and arms draped across her and her
hand resting on my thigh.

   That's when I noticed three things.  One, I was still naked, Two, I was
not covered, except by the girls, and Three, that I had a raging piss
hard-on and was in considerable pain.  I slowly worked my left hand free
and gently prodded Kelly's hip.

   "Oh."

   "Kelly."

   "Yes, Daddy."

   "I need to get up."

   "Oh, O.K., Daddy." She shifted a bit.  "Ohhh...  you need to pee huh
Daddy."

   "Yes, honey, I do."

   "O.K." Then she reached over and shook her sister's shoulder.  "Jill...
Jill, it's time." Jill's eyes popped open and she stared at her sister. 
"Daddy needs to pee." The matter of fact tone she used surprised me, she
was only nine and I knew she still thought bathroom humor was fun.  Jill's
response was equally puzzling.

   "O.K.  lets wake up the girls." They proceeded to do just that, prodding
and cajoling them to wakefulness.  There was much whispering and many
giggles in the next moments, but finally they made room for me to get up.

   But I couldn't.  Get up that is.  When I tried I didn't have any
strength.  My muscles trembled and strained but refused to take part in the
process.  The girls watched my efforts solemnly, seemingly unaware of my
nakedness or my now painful erection.  I gave up.  The pain of needing to
piss was getting worse, but I didn't know what to do.

   "Daddy?" I looked over to Jill.  "Would you like some help?"

   "But, I've got to..."

   "We know, Daddy.  The doctor said this might happen."

   "She did?"

   "Uh-huh.  She told us what to do too."

   "O.  K." It took two tries to get me standing, but then it wasn't bad
getting to the bathroom.  As four of the girls held me up, Jill held my
penis and I tried to go.  I still couldn't do it.  It really hurt now and
this time I did groan in frustration.

   "Can't go, Daddy?" Jill asked.

   "It just wont start honey."

   "O.  K., the doctor told us what to do if that happened too.  Time to
get you in the shower." With that she let go of me and turned to the shower
and started the water running.  The rest of the girls helped me get moved
over, ready to help me get in.  When the water was hot Jill looked back at
me gave me a brief smile and then started striping off her clothes.

   "What are you doing honey?"

   "You can't stand on your own out here so what makes you think you can
stand in the shower by yourself?" I couldn't argue with that and nodded my
acceptance of her help.  "O.K.  Alison, you too, I can't hold him up by
myself."

   "What, Alison, why, she's...."

   "Stop it Daddy, you need our help and you know it.  Besides, Uncle Nate
said that he'd hire a nurse to do this, but we told him not to, that we'd
do it ourselves." It was obvious that I wasn't going to win this battle, so
I nodded again as Alison striped out of her clothes.  When they were both
naked they stepped into the shower and reached out for the others to hand
me in to them.

   With only one minor slip they got me under the wonderfully hot water and
held me there.  It felt so good that I didn't even notice the rest of the
girls getting naked and joining Jill, Alison and myself in the shower. 
It's a good thing I'd ordered a big one.

   I realized what was happening only when I felt more than just two pairs
of hands on my slowly relaxing body.  I don't know who was doing what, but
two pairs were stroking my back and sides to, as I learned later, stimulate
my kidneys.  The other pair reached around me and was stroking and
massaging my lower abdomen for the same purpose.  Finally after what seemed
to be an hour my bladder released and I started shooting a long stream of
piss against the shower wall.  The smell was obvious but the only thing
that the girls did was to pull me back a bit so the water was now running
down my front.

   "Oh, god that feels better," I said to no one as the stream went on. 
When it seemed that my bladder had finally emptied itself the girls started
washing me down.  They were trying to be respectful and detached but they
were still just girls.  The triplet's were fourteen, Jill just thirteen and
Kelly was only nine, so despite their efforts to contain themselves there
was the occasional giggle or surprised comment as various parts of my
anatomy were washed and consequently explored.

   All too soon I realized that I was going to need to relieve myself
again. "Girls, I need to pee again." They quickly made room in front of me
so I could release another stream down the drain.

   "Daddy, it's not hard this time." Kelly sounded puzzled.

   "It doesn't have to be for me to have go Kelly.  That only happens
sometimes, like in the mornings or if I have to hold it too long."

   "Oh, O.K." She paused.  "Or if you want to have sex?"

   Up until that moment, the fact that I was naked in the shower with five,
also naked, girls had been no more than simple necessity.  A bit
embarrassing to say the least but still just that, necessity.

   With Kelly's comment all that changed.

   I was suddenly aware of the bodies around me.  All too aware of the five
girls watching piss stream from the end of my penis.  Aware of the naked
flesh pressed against and hands holding me in some very intimate ways. 
Aware of the four sets of developing breasts and sparsely furred pubic
mounds which were brushing against me.  Even Kelly's supple young body and
bald mound became another focus point of my new awareness.

   My penis started rising as the girls watched.

   My eyes popped open.  It was morning.  I was covered and surrounded by
the girls again.  Kelly was asleep on my chest.  Amber and Alison were snug
up on my sides with Jill and Ashley behind them.  Arms and legs were
intertwined in a kind of weave around me, holding me in a basket of love.
We were all naked.  I could feel my arms trapped at my sides.  My hands
were trapped between Amber and Alison's legs.  I could feel the soft brush
of their pubic hair on the back of my hands.  I lay there savoring the
warmth and pressure of the bodies enveloping me.

   'I could get used to this' I thought.

   I felt Amber move a bit.  She was still asleep, but had started rubbing
her pubic mound against my hand.  Softly at first but with growing
intensity her movements continued.  I could feel her body get noticeably
warmer.  After a bit I felt her tense up and then a small quiet sigh
escaped from her lips.  Her eyes fluttered open.  At first they had a
vacant look to them, then as she came closer to wakefulness she saw me
watching her.  She started to blush and then her eyes went wide as she
realized what had just happened.

   "Shhh." I kissed her forehead.  "I won't tell if you don't."

   She smiled and closed her eyes again and was soon back asleep.

   A knock on the door woke me some time later.  It was still light.  The
girls were still around and over me.  The knock came again.

   "Yes." I lifted my head to see Nathan at the door.  He had the strangest
look on his face, like a mixture of puzzlement and happiness.  Maybe that
was what a "stupid grin" was supposed to be.

   "Good, your awake.  The doctor is here, we'll be in, in a moment, O.K.?"
I nodded my head and he left.  Then I realized what he had just seen.  Five
naked girls lying intertwined with 'a naked' me.  Three of them his
daughters and two of them mine.  I started, frantically, to try and wake
the girls.  They weren't cooperating.  I guess it was their turn to be
tired.

   The door opened again and Nathan walked in with the Doctor behind him.
She stopped in her tracks when she saw us on the bed.  She quickly turned
around and blocked the doorway.

   "Could you give us a moment Marge?" It was more of an order than a
request.  She then closed the door and leaned against it for a moment. 
When she straightened up she turned on Nathan.  "Do you see that?" Her
voice was a harsh hissing sound.  She was clearly very angry, her face was
flushed, her eyes wild.

   "Look at them.  What's he been doing to them?  Why don't you care what's
happening here?" The last was almost a scream.  That more than anything was
finally waking the girls up.

   When the girls saw the doctor and her anger they blushed and started
trying to cover themselves as best they could.  Kelly had started crying
and I could tell the triplets were close to tears as well.  The only one
that seemed calm was Jill and I was very proud of her in that moment.

   The doctor was still venting and tension was building quickly.

   Suddenly Nathan's voice rang out.  "Stop." It was the first time I had
ever heard him raise his voice in anger.  The doctor kept up her babble. 
"Doctor Simmons, just shut up!" Her mouth dropped open, a shocked deer in
the headlights look replaced the anger, and then she seemed to sag.  Nathan
caught her as she fell.  I don't think she passed out, but it did take a
few moments before she seemed coherent again.

   I took those moments to gather the girls to me and held them close,
kissing their foreheads and telling them that everything was going to be
all right.  They all snuggled in to me and tried to hide themselves a bit.
All except Jill, that is.  She moved between my feet and sat back straight,
legs and arms crossed.  She was angry now too.

   When the Doctor started to get back up Nathan started to speak, but Jill
was faster.

   "How dare you?" The rage in Jill's voice made her sound bitter and
harsh. "How dare you accuse my father of hurting us?  You don't know him or
us either.  First you tell us how much we're going to have to help him and
then when we do you start accusing him of hurting us.  You have hurt us
more with your words than he ever will.  And if that's all you can see then
get out.  Just get out now and leave us alone." With her peace said she
collapsed back against us weeping.  The girls moved to let her lay against
my chest.  They were all angry now.

   The Doctor was on her knees at the foot of the bed.  Her head was bent
down and I could see tears running down her face.  When she looked up it
was into five pairs of hard, unforgiving eyes.  "Oh, God, I'm sorry." She
was weeping now.  Trying to speak through her sobs.  "I'm so sorry." Her
head fell again and I could hear her saying she was sorry over and over
again.

   "Girls?" Nathan's voice startled me.  He was calm again, just as poised
as always.  He had an expectant look to his face.  All five of the girls
looked to him and then back to Dr.  Simmons.  Suddenly I was alone on the
bed as they all scrambled down to her and were soon hugging her and
forgiving her.  Nathan just stood, watching and smiling.

   It took a while for things to calm down again and then the girls became
aware of their nakedness again.  When they did they all seemed to giggle as
one and then rushed back up onto the bed with me again.  Jill climbed back
between my legs and after reaching back to make sure she wouldn't be
sitting on my penis she wiggled back against me.  Kelly straddled my right
leg and leaned back against me resting her head next to Jill's on my chest.
Ashley copied Kelly on my left.  Amber and Alison grabbed the blanket and
pulled it up as they sat on each side of me pulling my arms around their
waist's as they did.  When they were all settled Amber and Alison pulled
the covers up to everyone's waist and then leaned in on my shoulders.

   Nathan chuckled.  "Well I guess that says it all doesn't Roberta?"

   It must have been quite a sight.  Me, with my nakedness completely
covered by the girls, while they, were exposed from the waist up.  There
was no shame now.  No hiding.  They seemed almost proud in their nakedness.

   As Dr.  Simmons watched this I saw a puzzled look in her eyes.  She
turned to Nathan.  "It's obvious you trust him, and that they do as well,
but I don't understand." She seemed be at a loss for words.  Nathan took
her hand.

   "Your wondering how it is that we trust him as much as we do, right?"
She nodded her head.  "Well, I guess that we should start at the beginning
then.  Angels, the beginning belongs to you, doesn't it?"

   "That means me then Dad, I met him first." Amber sat up getting ready to
start.

   "Just a moment, Amber." He turned to Dr.  Simmons.  "Don't you think we
should bring your nurse in first, so we don't have to do this twice?" Amber
relaxed and leaned back against me again.

   Dr.  Simmons just nodded her head and got up and went to the door.  She
paused and took a deep breath, then opened the door.  "Marge, would you
come in now, please?"

   "Is everything O.K.  doctor?"

   "Well, yes, but not quite what I expected." When the nurse walked into
the room she stopped dead.  Like I said, it must have been quite a sight.

   "Doctor, what's going on here?"

   "Well unless I've missed something I think we're about to find out." She
looked back around the room.  "Nathan, Jason, girls, this is Marge Nichols.
Marge, you've met Nathan, Jason is the patient we're here to see.  The
triplet's are Alison, Amber and Ashley.  They're Nathan's daughters.  The
others are Jill and Kelly, Jason's daughters."

   "Well, I'll just go get a couple more chairs and then we can start."
Nathan then left to get the chairs.  When he got back and got the ladies
settled he nodded over to Amber.  "I guess it your turn now angel."

   She sat up and straightened her back.  She looked a bit nervous but that
could be expected under the circumstances.  She looked over her shoulder to
me and I nodded and offered my hand to her.  She took it and looked back at
the people she knew she had to convince.

   "Please, don't interrupt us once we start, let us finish what we feel
you need to hear?" The ladies nodded their agreement.  "O.K., I guess the
beginning has to be September 11, 2001.  We, that's Ashley, Alison and I,
got stranded in New York when all the flights got 'interrupted'. ...

   I had never heard the girl's side of what happened leading up to and on
our bus ride home.  It was enlightening to hear their side of things.

   "So, we managed to get our tickets, but it was over a day later before
our number was called.  When we got on the bus we couldn't find more than
two seats together and even that had taken a while.  We ended up asking
almost everyone to move at some point.  When it was obvious that we weren't
gong to be able to sit together I took one of the last two seats at the
back of the bus.  We weren't happy but I didn't know what else I could do."
She stopped a moment and looked back at me again.  She held my eyes for a
moment and then leaned over and kissed my cheek.  Then she continued still
looking into my eyes.

   "I had just gotten myself comfortable when I saw someone in the isle
next to me.  It startled me.  But when I looked up all I could see were his
eyes.  His eyes were so sad and filled with pain.  I just wanted to reach
out and brush away the tears I knew should be there on his cheeks.  I think
that I just stared at him.  I couldn't speak.  Then he introduced himself
and I asked how far he was going.  When he found out that my sisters
couldn't find seats near me I saw his face get hard for a moment.  Then he
got back up and the next thing I knew Ashley was almost crawling onto my
lap crying.  Then I heard Alison thanking him.  And we were together again
and I could relax..."

   The story took almost an hour to tell.  At the end both the doctor and
nurse were looking at me with a strange expression on their faces.  When
Amber finally fell silent no one spoke for at least a minute.  Then Jill
reached back and put her hand on my face.

   "Daddy, I need to tell them."

   "You don't have to Jill."

   "I need to, Daddy." I sighed and kissed the top of her head.  "Hold me
please, Daddy." Kelly and Ashley moved off of me and snuggled up to Amber
and Alison.  Still close, still touching me but letting me hold Jill.  Jill
turned and kissed each of them on the cheek.  I could see tears in her eyes
and she was trembling.  I took her back into my arms and pressed her close.
I kissed each side of her face and then relaxed my grip just a bit.  Jill
took my hands and pulled my arms up from her waist and crossed them over
her breasts, covering her nakedness for the first time since the doctor had
come in.

   As she told of the events leading up and of her rape tears ran down her
face.  She told of how her mother and Randy had turned mean and vicious and
how they started taking it out on her and Kelly.  Of how they reacted when
they were served notice of the coming custody hearing.  Then the rape and
the taunting about how her precious daddy would never love her once they
were done with her.

   She told of the pain and humiliation and how they had made her sister
watch as they told them that Kelly was next.  She told how her mother had
held her down so her stepfather could rape her.

   She stopped then and turned around wrapping her legs and arms around me,
weeping into my chest.  The other four girls fell in on us and were kissing
and stoking Jill letting her know that she wasn't alone and that we loved
her.

   When Jill had stopped crying she turned her head to the side, and still
refusing to let go of me, told of how I had arrived just as Randy came
inside of her.  She told of how I had beaten him and how I broke both of
his arms when he wouldn't stop trying to get away.  Of how I had slapped my
ex-wife and ordered the two of them to stay were they were.  Of Kelly
calling the police.

   She also told of how I had wrapped her in the blankets from her bed and
rocked and held her telling her over and over again how I would always love
her and that nothing Randy or her mother could do would ever change that.
She told of how I had insisted that the evidence of the rape be collected
from Randy's penis and her vagina immediately.  And of how I had explained
how important that it was to do so.  How it would make sure that we could
send both him and her mother away forever.  She told of how I had calmed
her and helped her as the technician had taken the samples that would damn
Randy.

   She told of the trip to the hospital and how she had screamed endlessly
when they tried to make me leave her and how the Psychiatrist had told the
staff to let me stay with her.  And then when she couldn't bear to let
anyone but me touch her.  She told of the nurse who reported to Child
Protective Services that she thought I was taking advantage of the
situation.  And how that almost got me arrested until the Psychiatrist
stepped in again.  She told about how the judge had came and talked to both
her and I and how he had told C.P.S.  to worry about people like Randy
instead of honest loving fathers like me.  And how he told them that if he
ever heard of an investigation on me that he would file harassment charges
against them.

   She told of how when she couldn't even bear to touch herself how I would
do whatever had to be done.  From cleaning her after using the toilet to
showers and dressing her.  And how I had changed her pads because of the
spotting from the rape.  Of how she wouldn't let anyone but me touch her
for six days.

   She told of how she finally had let Kelly hug her and how they cried in
each other's arms for over an hour.  She told of how thing slowly started
getting better after that and of the therapy that followed, for her and the
three of us together.

   "My Daddy is the only man on this earth that I will ever trust
completely.  He knows me in the most intimate way that anyone ever could
and he still loves me.  He has done things for me that I could never have
asked anyone to do and did them with love.  The thought that anyone could
think he would hurt me makes me...." She broke down then and I pulled her
tight again and rocked with her in my arms.

   I looked down the bed at the doctor and nurse and saw that they were
crying, tears streaming down their faces unnoticed.  They were staring at
us, all six of us.  Kelly and Amber on my right, Ashley and Alison on my
left, stroking Jill, occasionally kissing her when she was within reach.

   My voice broke the silence in room.

   "Jill has repaid me for everything I've ever done for her.  She paid it
all with love.  I will do anything it takes to help and protect her, she
knows that.  Kelly does as well; she has also seen everything that happened
during that horrible time.  Jill doesn't remember it but Kelly never left
her either.  Jill knows it but she can't remember.  I know that it hurts
Jill to feel like she's letting Kelly down but she's not.  We still have a
long way to go and our therapy is still continuing.  We are stronger now
and getting stronger every day.  One day we will be well again and I look
forward to that day.  Jill has the farthest to go but I am so proud of her
today.  Today was the first time she has been able to tell the whole story
of what happened." The doctor gasped.  "Yes, Doctor, you do see.  You could
have destroyed everything that has been done today."

   Suddenly she was on the bed with us pressed against Jill's back asking
for forgiveness.  It took several minutes before the women and girls
regained their composure.  When I felt Jill's breathing change as she fell
asleep I looked back up.  The Doctor was back in her chair.  She had a
smile on her face now.

   "Jason, I'm sorry for the assumptions I made earlier, I did all of you a
disservice." I started to speak.  "Please let me finish?" I nodded.  "I
have been so conditioned to see abuse in everything I see that I forgot
that not everyone thinks that way.  I am shamed that I didn't even try to
find the truth before saying what I thought.  I'm a Doctor by god.  I'm
supposed to look for the real reasons for illness, both physical and
psychological.  Not to jump to conclusions based on appearances.  I am
sorry and ask for your forgiveness."

   "Doctor, forgiveness is easy, trust is another matter.  A broken trust
can never be made right.  And once trust is broken there will always be
doubt.  I do forgive you, we all fail to do as we should from time to time
but we have also given you our trust now.  Please, don't betray that
trust."

   I could tell she had to think about the new situation she in.

   "Well, anyway doctor, you're here to check on me I suppose?"

   It took a moment for her to switch gears.  "Yes.  Yes, we are." She
turned to her nurse.  "Marge could you get the blood samples we need
please." She turned back to the girls and I as the nurse left to get her
kit.  "Girls, would you mind leaving us for a little while?" The girls
looked back and forth between themselves for a moment.

   "What about Jill?" It's amazing how four girls can say the same thing as
one.  I don't know if anyone will ever be able to figure that one out.

   "Well, unless the doctor objects my vote is to let her sleep." I was
still stroking her hair.

   "I think we can work around her." Dr.  Simmons had a beautiful smile
when she chose to use it.  Nathan and the girls made their exit as Marge
returned.  The next few minutes were about poking and prodding and sticks
for blood.  Dr.  Simmons asked quite a few questions and took notes on most
of the answers.  Finally she had to ask one that got my attention.

   "When was your last bowel movement?"

   "Thursday."

   "Alright then.  I'm going to need to check then.  Do you think you can
lay Jill down and roll on your side?" After I had complied she told me to
raise my top leg.  As I lay there waiting for the next phase of this
examination Jill opened her eyes.

   "Hi, Daddy.  Is something wrong?"

   "No, honey, the doctor's just checking something." She looked down and
saw my position.

   "Your butt?"

   "Yep."

   Dr.  Simmons seemed a bit perturbed by this exchange.  "Don't you want
Jill to leave for this?"

   "Doctor, she and I have been through much worse than this together.  She
knows what you're going to do and no I don't mind if she's here."

   "Alright then, hold your cheek open then and let's get this over with."
I did and while Jill didn't watch she could tell when it happened by
watching by face.  It didn't hurt but it was uncomfortable.  When I felt
the doctor's finger leave me she spoke again.  "Well, you're pretty well
impacted down there.  You're going to need either an enema or a suppository
to get things moving.  I would recommend the enema though." When I didn't
say anything she continued.  "The enema won't take any more fluid from your
system, a suppository will.  Your already dehydrated and I would rather not
compound it."

   "The enema will be fine doctor, but we don't have anything like that
here."

   "I didn't think you would.  Nathan is going to go and get what's needed
when I give him the list.  Jill, are you prepared to help your dad if needs
it."

   "Yes, Dr.  Simmons, you know that already."

   "Well this is a bit more personal than most people want to get."

   "Its O.K.  Daddy had to give me one when I was in the hospital, so I
know what to do.  He explained what he was doing and how then, I remember
what to do." The doctor gave me a startled look.

   "Jill will have children someday you know and knowing this now will make
it easier on her when she has to do it for them.  It's not something she
should be embarrassed about."

   The doctor huffed, "Well I sure wish all my patients were as pragmatic
as you are." She shook her head and glanced at her watch.  "I'm running out
of time here.  I still need to get a urine sample.  Do you think you can
stand on your own yet?"

   "Won't know if I don't try." I managed to roll to the edge of the bed
and get my feet on the floor.  When I tried to sit up I got dizzy and
almost fell forward off the bed.  Jill grabbed me and pulled me back
against her.  We sat like that for a few moments and when my head cleared I
nodded to Jill and tried to stand.  I managed to get to my feet, but I was
shaking badly.  Jill quickly came to my side and helped steady me.  The
doctor took my other hand and winked at me.

   "Good, that was better than I'd hoped." She quickly ran her hands over
my back prodding and asking if anything hurt when she pressed.  I told her
that my lower back still hurt and she explained that it was probably my
kidneys.  They had been so full of fluid for so long that they might be
sore for a few more days.  She also told us that unless I had blood in my
urine that we shouldn't worry about the color or smell for about a week. 
She got a sample cup from the nurse and helped Jill get me to the bathroom.
After explaining to Jill how to get a clean sample she left us alone and I
found my self for the second time with my daughter holding my penis while I
tried to urinate.  This time I was able to go.  Sample collected Jill
called the doctor back in and they sat me down on a chair the doctor
brought in with her.

   "O.K.  last instructions before I have to leave.  You'll need to do the
enema at least twice.  Once tonight and again sometime after noon tomorrow.
If you haven't had a normal bowel movement by Friday you'll need to have
another one.  Jason, you were unconscious for almost two days, we need to
find out why.  The blood and urine tests will go a long way towards that
but I want you to come in on Friday for more tests.  I'm prescribing a mild
anti-depressant for now.  I want you to take one pill twice a day until we
get a better handle on this.  Next, you're weak right now because you
haven't been eating for a couple of days, plus the dehydration.  Five meals
a day for the next three days then you can go back your normal habits. 
Lots of fluids too.  No red meat until Wednesday.  Chicken and fish are
fine.  No caffeine for the next week.  I do want you to have a glass of red
wine either with or after your last meal of each day the rest of the week
though.  O.K.  got all that?" We nodded.  She turned to Jill.  "Alright,
I'll send in some help, get him showered and then feed him.  At the table
this time, we need to get him up and moving more.  He'll still need help
for another day or so, so don't leave him alone.  Someone is to stay with
him until he can walk down to the road and back by himself."

   When she stopped she looked back at me.  I couldn't figure out her
expression.  It was a mixture of emotions, changing as her thoughts changed
I guess.  Then she actually blushed.  Then I heard her mumble something
that sounded like, " I can't believe I'm going to ask her to do it."

   She quickly pulled Jill close and whispered something in her ear.  I saw
Jill blush then.  Her cheeks and forehead first then it moved down her neck
to her chest.  The blossoming color drew my eyes and I saw Jill's nipples
get hard.  I couldn't help but wonder what the doctor had just said to make
her react like that.  Jill turned her head and whispered a question and got
a whispered reply.  Jill's face suddenly froze in shock.  The doctor
whispered again.  Jill relaxed a bit and nodded her head.  With that Dr. 
Simmons got up and started to walk out of the bathroom.  She turned at the
door and looked back at Jill and I.

   "Jason, trust your daughter, please just trust her." I didn't have a
clue what she meant, but what could I say but the truth.

   "Doctor," I took Jill's hand and kissed it, "I trust Jill more than you
could ever imagine."

   "Daddy!" I was suddenly wrapped in my daughter's arms.  It was a bit
disconcerting.  She had buried my face between her breasts.  She lifted one
hand and started stroking my hair.  I turned my head so I could see the
doctor again and saw her smile at me.

   "Jason, I think I'm beginning to understand." Then she turned around and
walked out.

   "I'm glad someone does Jill, 'cause I sure don't."

   "Oh, Daddy!" She reached down and pulled my chin up and kissed me.  Not
on the cheek, or forehead, or eyes.  On my lips.  Hard.  It took me by
surprise.  "I love you so much, Daddy.  So much it sometimes hurts." Then
she buried my face between her breasts again and sighed.  "I like holding
you like this Daddy." I could feel her nipples getting hard.  One on each
of my cheeks just above the line of my beard.

   "Jill, maybe we shouldn't be doing this?" She pulled back a little and
looked down.  When she saw her nipples she giggled.

   "They're just like your penis Daddy, sometimes they just do what they
want on their own." Then she giggled again and pulled me back into her,
clutching my head.  Holding me so tight I had hard time breathing.  "Daddy,
your beard tickles.  I think I like it."

   My breath caught.  Oh, my god, I thought.  What's happening?  I can't be
doing this.  Then I realized that I couldn't reject her, that if she was
ever going to learn to not fear sex in the future I couldn't reject her
growing interest now.  Our Psychiatrist had warned me that she would, one
day become interested in things sexual and that I would more than likely be
the focus.  But I'd thought it would be years, not months, before that
happened.  Fear grew in my heart and I could feel tears starting to form in
my eyes.  I didn't know what to do.

   I was saved in the next moment.  The four other girls came running in
laughing and talking.  When they saw Jill and how she was holding me they
came and hugged us and then announced that the doctor had ordered me into
the shower.  As we showered the girls all talked about what to fix for
lunch and dinner and all without consulting me.  When they made up their
minds Alison jumped out of the shower and ran to phone.

   "Gotta call Dad and tell him what to get." She was back in minutes.

   When they had all decided that I was clean enough they dried me off and
dressed me in some sweat pants and my robe then rushed off in pairs to get
dressed themselves.  I ended up with Amber as my guardian while the others
were gone.  I was seated on the edge of the bed watching her as she dried
her hair.  The new awareness of her body was something I was trying to
fight, but I knew it would be a losing battle in the end.  Her beautiful
face framed by her wet unruly hair.  Her long hair drooped over, but only
partially hiding her breasts.  The towel moving around her and alternating
between hiding and exposing her.  Her hair almost reaching her pubic area,
just a few inches of skin showing between her bellybutton and her mound. 
The swell of her blossoming hips and the length of her legs as she stood
watching me, watching her.  I couldn't help it, my reaction was not
controllable.  My penis started to rise.  Fortunately my robe was very good
at concealing the reaction.

   "Uncle Jason, I'm sorry about this morning.  I didn't know I was doing
that until it was over.  I won't do it again, I promise." She was blushing
now, starting to cover herself up.  Then I saw a tear form and start to
fall from her eye.

   "Amber, honey, come here." She hesitated a moment then walked over to my
side.  I took her hand in mine, pulled her face to mine and kissed her. 
Eyes, forehead, cheeks and then softly on the lips.  "Did it feel good?" I
whispered.

   "Yes."

   "Did it hurt you?"

   "No."

   "Did it hurt me?"

   "No."

   "Good, then do it again when feel you need to."

   "But it's nasty, we're not supposed to do those things."

   "Says who?"

   "Well, everybody, you know, like at school and in church and ..."

   "And like it's nobody's business but your own.  What you do to please
yourself is your business and no one else has the right to tell you
otherwise.  It's your body, Amber, not theirs."

   "But you saw me and ..."

   "Yes, I saw you and what did I say about it at the time."

   "That you wouldn't tell if I didn't"

   "So do you want to tell anyone else about it?"

   "No."

   "Then neither will I."

   "Oh."

   "It's your business, not mine.  Yes I know you do it now, but I won't
tell anyone else.  Because it is 'your' business.  Understand?"

   Amber almost jumped into my lap.  Arms and legs wrapped around me.  Wet
hair in my face as she hugged me.  She had to be able to feel my erection;
I could feel her moving on it.  Then she leaned back slightly and snaked
her hand to my crotch.  I felt her take hold of me through my sweat pants.

   "Your hard!"

   "Well, you do happen to be a very pretty young lady."

   "No I'm not Uncle..."

   I cut her off with a finger to her lips.  "Amber, I think that you are
one of the most beautiful women I've ever known."

   "But I'm..."

   "Hush, Amber.  Do you think I would lie to you?" She shook her head. 
"Then say 'Thank You'."

   "Why?" Her face was bright red now.

   "Because it's polite to thank someone when they compliment you."

   She leaned back against my chest and whispered in my ear, "Thank You."
She still had her hand on my erection.  She wasn't playing with it, just
pressing it against me.  Then she pulled her hand away and brought it up
and around my neck.  With it I could smell her arousal.  Very faint but a
sweet musky aroma.  Then she wiggled tighter into me bringing her mons into
contact with my crotch.  "I love you." It was no more than a breath in my
ear.  I couldn't help myself, even if I could I don't think I would have, I
wrapped my arms around her and tears came to my eyes again.

   Jill found us like that a few minutes later.

   "Daddy, are you still sad?"

   Amber and I broke and we both pulled Jill into our embrace.  "No, honey,
just, just..."

   Amber pushed back a bit and kissed me, my eyes and then lips.  "I think
he's happy.  But I don't think he believes it yet." She brushed the tears
from my eyes.  "The pain's going away Jill, there's not as much in there
anymore." It felt like she was staring into my soul and I could hide
nothing from her.

   "Daddy?"

   I turned to Jill and took her face in my hands.  I kissed her.  Eyes and
then lips.  I felt something in my heart break.  My tongue touched her lips
and I felt her suck on the tip.  Then she touched her tongue to mine.  I
broke away.

   "I love you Jill.  You are the most perfect and unspoiled person I've
ever known."

   "But Randy ..."

   "He couldn't touch your soul, honey.  No matter what he did to your
body, he couldn't touch your heart or your soul." Jill practically fell
into our arms.  Amber and I had to support her for a minute.  Amber slipped
off my lap and helped me pull Jill up.

   When Jill was safely on my lap, Amber kissed me.  It wasn't the kiss of
a friend's daughter anymore.  There was a look in her eyes that I had never
seen before.  Her tongue timidly brushed my lips.  I opened my mouth.  Her
tongue moved in.  I felt it slide over mine and I sucked slightly.  She
pushed harder.  I swirled my tongue over hers and then slowly pushed into
her mouth.  She sucked me now.

   "You love Daddy too!"

   Jill's voice broke the moment.  We broke apart, both blushing.  Jill
quickly kissed me, her tongue pressing hard against my lips.  I relaxed and
let her in.  I was in a kind of a daze.  I had just kissed Amber, a
fourteen-year-old girl while my thirteen-year-old daughter watched and now
I was kissing my daughter as well.