I give up. I decide to leave Robert.

After fucking on the floor of the living room, Robert carried you naked to the master bedroom (leaving your clothes behind) and then left you there to rest up.

Alone, you have time to think, and one thing is perfectly clear.

The daughters hate you.

No matter how much you love Robert (and now you're just realizing that you really, really love him!!) it will never work if the daughters hate you so much that they're intent on embarrassing you, humiliating you, shaming you in front of their father and their whole family, and now, the last straw, accusing you of stealing!

With tears dripping down your face, you pull out your suitcase and start blindly throwing your clothes and toiletries into it.

"What... what are you doing?" It's Jane, the oldest, entering the room without knocking.

You pull your robe tight around your body, belting it. You are naked underneath.

"Leaving," you say. You can only get a single word out or you might burst into sobs, and sobbing in front of Jane is the last thing you want.

"Jennifer," she says, "please. Don't leave. Please... have a seat, we need to talk."

But you keep on packing, just trying to ignore her.

"Jennifer," Jane says. "Please!" Her pleading is so heartfelt and full of worry and anguish, that you look up at her, surprised. She's crying!

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

You nod, and sit on the bed. Jane sits next to you and holds your 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, god," you say, disgusted, getting up.

"Please, hear me out," Jane says, pulling you back down. "Daddy..." she looks down at the floor, and you watch, amazed, as it looks as if Jane is embarrassed for once!

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

"ENF?" you ask, confused.

"Embarrassed Naked Female," says Jane.

Your eyes go 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?"

"Yes, he did," you say, shyly.

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

"Eight," you admit.

"EIGHT??" Jane says, astonished. "EIGHT? Are you sure?"

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

"Oh, holy cow," says 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."

You are breathing hard, trying to make sense of it all.

"We just really want Daddy to be settled 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's 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 make a romantic connection! We were thrilled!"

"But that wasn't enough, was it?" you realize.

"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?" you ask, tears starting springing to your eyes.

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