"Really?" she asked hopefully. "So it's not me? It's the Pill? Why didn't I hear about this in sex-ed?"Heather shrugged. "It's not something they want...you to know. But trust me, it's true. Why do you think people like your mom are so against the Pill? It turns good girls into sluts. That's the God's honest truth." Wow," Alina breathed, relieved beyond all measure. It's not me! she thought. It's the Pill!"Yep," Heather smiled. "You're still a good girl, trust me. You're not a slut or. "Well," I said in my most earnest tone, "this papers and pictures seem to be legit, but I'm gonna have to inspect you, just to be sure." Inspect me?" she asked, with a puzzled look on her lovely young face. "What do you mean, Daddy?" Well," I replied, "you probably are my girl, but I'll have to see all of you to be sure." "Okay. What do you want me to do?" Stand up," I instructed. She obeyed. "Now, step back a couple of feet, so I can get a full view." She did so.My dick was almost fully erect. The girls leaped up and ran into my arms sobbing and crying for their loss. My heart went out to them. “Zachary. Zachary, are you alright”? He just nodded. “I need you to help. Go pack everything that’s important first, and then help organize your sisters. We need to leave within the hour. We can grieve later but we must get on task now”. “Yes sir”, he answered and went at it efficiently. “Alicia, Tawny, my dears, you will need to put away your grief babies. We have to go, I have to. To fuck you."He stopped abruptly. There was the sound of fumbling, and then the crinkle of plastic. The table bumped as he climbed onto it, between her legs. Dread filled her as she knew what was coming next. His face reappeared directly over hers, his stinking breath hot on her cheeks."I'm finally gonna know." His polluted whisper continued, "I may not be the first, but I'm definitely going to be the last."A moment later, his condom covered cock jabbed into her, burning as his jerky thrusts.