I give up. I decide to leave Robert forever.

This story occurs after "I gather the sisters together." At the time, I was still at the family retreat on Lake Tahoe, with the entire family.

After fucking on the floor of the mansion living room, Robert carried me naked to the adjoining guest bedroom (leaving my clothes behind) and then left me there to rest up.

Alone, I had time to think, and one thing became perfectly clear.

The daughters hate me.

No matter how much I loved Robert (and I was just then realizing just how much I really, really was in love with him!!) it would never work if the daughters hated me so much that they were intent on embarrassing me, humiliating me, shaming me in front of their father and their whole family, and now, the last straw, accusing me of stealing!

With tears dripping down my face, I pulled out my suitcase and start blindly throwing my clothes and toiletries into it.

"What... what are you doing?" Jane asked, entering the room without knocking.

I pulled my robe tight around my body, belting it. I was naked underneath (because of course I was).

"Leaving," I said, bitterly. I could only get a single word out or I might burst into sobs (or worse, hateful screams), and melting down in front of Jane was the last thing I wanted!

"Jenny," Jane said, "please don't leave! Please... have a seat, we need to talk."

But I just kept on packing, trying to ignore her.

"Jennifer," Jane said. "Please!" Her tone was so heartfelt and full of worry and anguish that I looked up and saw her crying!

"Please..." Jane said, reaching out with one hand, while wiping the tears from her cheek with the other.

I nodded and sat on the edge of bed, waiting to hear what she had to say. Jane scooted next to me and held my hands in hers.

"Everything we did... the glue on the chair, your bikini caught in the fountain, the spanking... we did all of that to help you."

"Oh, please," I said, disgusted, getting up.

"Hear me out!" Jane begged, pulling me back down. "Daddy..." she looked down at the floor, and I watched, amazed. Jane looked...

... embarrassed?

Was there someone in this house embarrassed? Other than me?

"Daddy," she continued, "has an ENF fetish."

"ENF?" I asked, confused. " I ran through some possible acronyms in my head. Excited Necking of Furries? Enhanced Nubile French women? Engorged Nipple Fingering? "What the heck is an ENF fetish?"

"Embarrassed Naked Female."

"Ohhhhhhh..." My eyes went big and round.

"Yes, you understand now. We discovered it on his home computer. Tons of stories from this sex-story site called CHYOA -- Choose Your Own Adventure -- all bookmarked, and all about women being **** to be naked in embarrassing situations. And so, my sisters and I, we got together and devised ways to get you naked and embarrassed, hoping that Daddy would take an interest in you. And he did, didn't he?"

"Yes, he did," I said, shyly.

"I know he did," Jane said, smirking. "We heard you two horn dogs. How many times did you have sex? Three? Four?"

"Eight," I admitted.

"EIGHT??" Jane was astonished, and maybe a bit... jealous?. "EIGHT? Is that even physically possible? Are you sure?"

"Well, it depends on how you count it. At least eight for him. Maybe 10 or 11 for me."

"Fuuuuuck," said Jane. "Wow. Okay! I'm surprised the old man... Well obviously this was a rip-roaring success!"

"But you could have told me! You could have warned me!"

"But we couldn't, don't you see? We wanted the first time to be perfect. For Daddy! We wanted your reaction to be 100% genuine, and not rehearsed! We couldn't tell you, because then you'd be awkward and trying to act it all out, and it just wouldn't work. We had to keep you in the dark, but for that, we're sorry."

I discovered I was breathing hard, trying to make sense of it all.

"We just really want Daddy to be settled and happy with a beautiful, attentive wife," Jane continued. "Ever since Mom died..." she paused for a long time, fighting back tears... "ever since then," she continued, "he just hasn't been the same. He'd lost some of his old spark. He's just as nice and attentive to the family as always, but without that inner drive... without that fire, do you know what I mean? But then, when he came back from that date with you? Well, we saw it again! The way he talked about you, it was clear that you and he had made a romantic connection with you! We were thrilled!"

"But that wasn't enough, was it?" I realized.

"No, it wasn't. He'd brought dates from that executive dating service home before, a couple even for a week or two, but none of them panned out. He'd just return to being... sad. Missing Mom, I think. So this time, the sisters and I, we agreed, we are going to do whatever it takes to make him absolutely obsessed with you! And so we went looking on his computer, found the Embarrassed Naked Female stories and now here we are."

"So you really don't hate me?" I asked, tears springing to my eyes.

"No, Jennifer, we don't! We love you!! We desperately want you to be part of our family!! Forever!"