"You know you should really wear a skirt," he said."Thanks for the fashion advice," I said. "My legs look like sticks." No they don't, the running giv...s them shape," he said."Meanwhile back on the the job, lets get a move on. We can be in Paterson by 2PM easy," I said. I knew because I checked on the computer for drive times. Most every motel was a hot spot by that time.We took the SUV back to the highway with Rodney at the wheel. I listened to my MP3 player with the headphones. Rodney didn't. I look at my daughter laying there on the bed. I look her directly in the eye. "Anna? Bad news honey. Your mother is sick and is staying home today."AnnaI turn off the alarm, and stay in bed, unwilling to see if mom's already up. When I hear a knock on my door my first thought is that she's coming to check in on me. Not that she usually knocks. But it's my dad putting his head through the door. He tells me that mom's going to be home today and what I feel isn't sorry for her, but sorry for me. He went to work about the task at hand. First the base ring, hard to get on especially when he was so aroused. Finally it half slid, half popped into place. Next the tube. This proved to be more difficult as he was continually growing, his thoughts winning out over his desire to do exactly as she instructed. After much fidgeting he finally managed to locate the tube over his still hard penis and slide the locking cap into place. The cap wasn't very secure so he decided to use the little padlock. How could she do that to me? We'd just gotten finished talking about how we were going to handle things. I saw Joyce and Brenda passing looks across at each other, and then Joyce moved across the room, to where Brenda was standing. This left Emily and I standing together on one side, and Joyce and Brenda standing over by the stove."I'm not sure that Kenny still wants me to be here with all of you. Do you?"That put me right on the spot. This was exactly what I had been trying to avoid. I needed.