" You like being blown around by me." Always, ladylove."Britt came over and gave Dad a hug and a kiss. "We're here. What do we do?"Dad said, "You are ...ust following along. Chad will be interviewed by the judge. Mitch is here to testify also, if he wants anything more."Let's go."We went into the judge's chambers. It was the same judge as before. He greeted us warmly. "Young lady, you seem to be thriving and your nursing of Chad seems to have worked."Britt said, "Thank you, sir. You were at the. Maybe your right I should move on, thank you for everything Ryan, you have been like a father to me.” Walking out of the house while putting on my jacket, jumping on my bike, within minutes I was on the A1 heading north.Feeling the wind on my face, as the Yamaha glided past the cars on the A1. On the road for almost an hour, I checked the next sign coming up. “Peterborough 5 miles.” The following service station I pulled up parking near the entrance of the fast food restaurants. Having a quick. The lady seemed to have her head on straight and knew what she wanted out of life. There was little to Katherine for any man to object to and Andrew had often found himself wondering during her divorce proceedings how any sane man could choose money over her. She and Karrie were cut from the same cloth, loyal and fun-loving and in charge of their own sexual pleasures. Nor had Katherine any intention of being wasteful with her husband’s money. Brant hadn’t been rich when she married him. Money. ..The Daddy RoomThat day had been a long one. I had started out in the mask room. Where you have a mask over most of your face and men fuck your holes, not knowing or caring what you look like, or who you are, you are faceless. Then I was prepped and moved to the Fi Fi the Fuck Poodle room. After that I was sent to the hose room. Where I was pounded and fucked with water, cleaning me up for my last stop this day, the Daddy Room.Of course at the time, I had no way of knowing it is the last stop..