If I can make a good home for myself, and attract enough followers, then they all may be able to make a comeback. Well, that, and they hope to use it ...s evidence in case I do something overly incriminating. They felt, given the current state of (pardon the pun) affairs, I had the best chance of attracting followers. No big deal; I'm used to this kind of disrespect. Jealousy is all too common around here; just ask Hera. Just before they send me, I double check my supplies. Pan Pipes, check.. One was kind enough to get himself killed in a border skirmish before she had to try to find a House for him as well. And now this latest whelp. What was she-The dratted healer was back! "What do you want, woman?!? Can you not see I am trying to decide what to do with that inconvenient ball of flesh you just removed?" she demanded hoarsely, her eyes shading deeper yellow in her anger.The healer's mouth firmed and her eyes tightened in disapproval. "I was wondering what you were going to name. I don’t like the idea of putting on a show for these perverts. But the more time I spend making love to Cindy the less time I’ll spend getting raped by twelve men and boys.Make that thirteen men and boys. Cindy was still spreading out the blanket when the last of the five boys who served as Delon’s accomplices at my gangbang last Tuesday came in through the garage. I heard the door open and turned to see Otis coming in.Otis patted my ass as he walked by and said, “Looks like I got here just in. “You got a hot, little cunt. Now skedaddle. I need to talk to your father.”“Yes, Mom.” Sam leaned in and kissed me on the mouth. Her tongue fluttered against my lips. I groaned into her, squeezing her rump. She broke it and said, “I'm so glad I was able to help you, Daddy!”“Me, too,” I panted, my heart racing.She jumped off of me, her pussy plopping off my dick. It smacked wetly into my shirt. Sam darted away, her skirt swirling about her rump. She vanished out of my office, her footsteps.