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Fatherly Guidance part 14 by Wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com)

***

A reunion with her estranged father results in something
unexpected.


***

I slept the entire way home.  Ronnie finally showed up to get me
around 10 that night and he had to carry me outside.  They tried
to tell him that I'd left and wasn't there but thankfully he came
in to see for himself.  I remember it was around 10 because Jason
was just getting off and was waiting on his replacement.  When he
found out that Ronnie was there to take me home, he had the nerve
to ask for one last free fuck before I left.  The men waiting for
me were pissed and it took all five security guards to help us
get out.  I still didn't have my clothes so he carried me out
naked to his truck.

All day long Jason and other men kept giving me crack and pills
and sticking some smelly shit under my nose to keep me awake.  I
was on my third day without any sleep and my body was shutting
down.  Once they gave me a shot of something making me really
high.  I still don't know what that was but I liked it.

After about eight more hours of steady fucking, I couldn't
continue.  I couldn't go on any more and begged for them to stop.
 My pussy couldn't handle anything else going inside there.  We
reached an agreement after a few minutes of discussion.  I'd keep
working and the guys would start fucking my ass.  Halfway through
the first guy, my arms and legs gave out and I collapsed onto the
mattress.

That didn't faze him one bit and he kept fucking me like that. 
The next guy wanted me on my hands and knees but I couldn't
manage.  Someone got the idea to put a crate like they have
behind the 7-Eleven under me and prop me over it.

It must have worked because he was soon thrusting in and out of
my ass like that.  Several times I almost fell forwards, but he
held tightly onto my hips.  I closed my eyes.  Just to rest for a
minute.  I wasn't sure how long I was out, but it was apparent
the same guy wasn't fucking me as when I first closed my eyes.

He finished and another man soon knelt behind me, pushing his
cock into my gut.  I was getting sore back there too and wondered
if it was possible to be fucked to death.  To have so much sex
that you literally die.  I was beginning to think that was my
destiny.  I would be fucked so many times that I'd die and
history would remember me much like they remember Cleopatra.

My thoughts suddenly shifted to the guy pulling his cock out of
my ass and dropping the spent condom into the pile along with all
the others.  Movement behind me signaled the next customer. 
Keeping my face turned, my head bounced back and forth as the
faceless stranger rammed in and out of me.  I would never know
who he was or any of the others using me for their pleasure.  Two
minutes later I felt him stiffen and stop.  I watched as his used
condom dropped into the bucket, the tip filled with an amber
liquid.

Someone else was getting on the worn mattress behind me.  The
crate wasn't comfortable and the edges cut into my thighs.  The
pain was nothing compared to what my pussy and ass felt.  Closing
my eyes the thought of dying crossed my mind again and I prayed
for a quick and painless death.

****

"Are you going to sleep all day?" mom said waking me from my
slumber.  We got home around 1 AM Monday and Ronnie carried me
straight to bed.  I needed a shower, but needed sleep more.  The
clock said it was 7:43 but I didn't know if it was morning or
night or even what day it was.

Ronnie covered for me and told mom that I wasn't feeling well and
kept me home from school.  He knew after what I'd been through
that there was no way I'd be able to work.  Hell I could hardly
get out of bed and my pussy felt as if someone poured hot acid
down there and then set it on fire.  It burned like hell just to
pee and walking was a major production.

I got to hold the baby.  Dawn is what they decided to name her. 
I looked down at the bright blue eyes and bald head and couldn't
help but smile.  She was so cute and so innocent.  She smiled
back at me and I just melted.  There was no way Ronnie could look
at this baby and do what he planned on doing to her.  Yea, he was
a monster but he wasn't heartless.

I saw less and less of mom and the baby as the next day Ronnie
had me back to work.  Mom was going to take a month off from the
diner before going back, but Ronnie had other plans.  I wasn't
able to work late, mostly until 6 or so as mom didn't want me out
too late on school nights.  She thought I was doing some sort of
after school program and on weekends I spent the night with my
best friend, Kayra, whom I never saw.

"I don't want you going back to work for that asshole," I over
heard Ronnie saying to mom one night when I walked out of the
bathroom.  She had about one more week before she was supposed to
return to work and they had been talking about her not going. I
stepped closer to their bedroom door.

"You work your fuckin' ass off everyday for less than $400
dollars a week.  Add tips and you're lucky to bring home $500. 
That's $500 a week, Gina.  That's chump change and you know it. 
We could be making that much every night."

"Ronnie, please, I don't want to discuss that again.  I'm not
doing that and I don't care for how much money they offer."  I
didn't have to hear her say the words to know what he was
implying.  He was trying to get her to do the same thing I'm
doing.

"Honey, it's not like it's a big deal.  You know you've done it
before..."

"That was different and it was only one time!" she almost shouted
back.

"Baby, you know I love you and I know you want to do the right
thing for the family.  OUR family.  Just a few hours a day will
have us on easy street.  That' all I'm saying and you don't have
to bust your ass working for that asshole."

"Ronnie, please.  Let's talk about something else, okay?"

"No, not until you come to your senses."  There was silence for a
while before he spoke again.  "Do you love me?"

"Well, yes, Ronnie, I love you.  I wouldn't have married you if I
didn't."

"If you love me you'd do this for me, to show me your love."  I
rolled my eyes.  Surely she wouldn't fall for that line of crap.
There was more silence.  "Remember back in high school?  You were
really something back then."

"That was a long time ago."

"Yea, I know, but that's why I fell in love with you."

"Why?  Because I was a slut?"

"Not just a slut, my slut," he said lightheartedly.  "Come one,
Gina, it'll be just like old times.  We'll have a good time and
make some money doing it."  The room was eerily quiet for several
minutes.  "Just a couple of hours a day, that's all.  One, maybe
two guys at most."

I wanted to burst into the room and shout at her not to do it. 
Once he gets her into his clutches, he'll have her fucking a
string of men just like me.  That one or two guys a day will
steadily grow until she can't keep up with them.

"Are you really sure you want me to do this, Ronnie?  I mean I'm
your wife now and the mother of your children.  Is this something
you really want?"

"More than anything in this world honey.  I love you and I love
the baby and I love Debbie and I just want what's best for
everyone.  You don't need to be slaving at that shit hole
everyday for nothing.  I'll set everything up and all you gotta
do is just be yourself.  If you have to, close your eyes and
imagine it's me making love to you.  That way it'll be easier,"
he said with a slight chuckle.  "Who knows, maybe after a while
you'll love doing it."

I suddenly got sick to my stomach.  If only I had said something
to her earlier none of this would be happening.  Now he's going
to turn her into a prostitute and probably get her hooked on
drugs just like he did to me.  I could hear them kissing and a
few soft moans told me I didn't want to hear any more.  I went to
my room and closed the door.

Two hours later Ronnie brought the baby into my room.  "I need
for you to watch Dawn for a while," he said dropping her into my
lap.

"Why, what's going on?" I asked standing to follow him.

"Your mom and I are going out for a while; just do what I tell
you."  From my bedroom door I could see mom waiting for him in
the living room.  She was wearing a dress I hadn't seen her wear
in a very long time.  It still fit her but looked a little tight.
 Must be the baby fat.  Her hair was teased; she had on too much
makeup and high heel shoes.

I guess this is it then, I said to myself.  She's going out to
fuck some guy Ronnie set up for her.  Her first official job as a
whore.  I carried the baby back to my room and closed the door.

****

"Where did you guys go?" I asked her walking into the living
room.  They had been back for hours and I could hear Ronnie
snoring.  The baby's crying woke me up and I went to check on
her.  Mom was sitting on the couch rocking her back and forth.

"Just out for a while.  It's good to get out sometimes."  I
looked in her eyes hoping to find a sign of what she had done. 
She looked guilty but maybe she was just tired.  I sat next to
her and hugged her.  "What's that all about?" she asked looking
down at me as if I was an alien.  I smiled at her.  She'll need a
hug every now and then to keep her sanity in the months to come.
If I know Ronnie, he's got her two or three guys already set up
for later.  Maybe more.

"Mom, are you on the pill?"

"WHAT?!" What kind of question is that to ask your mother?  I
should be asking you that question young lady!"

"I'm serious, mom.  Are you taking birth control pills or
anything?"  I knew Ronnie's plan to bred her every chance he
could and didn't want her getting pregnant too soon.  I'll have
to work on preventing her from getting pregnant now and then deal
with the problems we currently have.

She stared at me in a funny way for the longest time.  "What's
this all about, Debbie?"

"I just don't want there to be any, uh, mistakes like last time."
 I couldn't tell her the truth that it was me that switched her
pills and caused her to get pregnant in the first place.

"Yes, if you really must know.  I started taking them about two
weeks ago.  Ronnie got them for me and they're the newest thing
on the market.  I'll only have to take them a little while and
then I'll be set for a while."

"What kind are they?"

"Like my usual ones, just these should work better.  It's obvious
that my last ones weren't very effective," she said kissing Dawn
on the forehead.

"Can I see them?"  She shook her head and looked puzzled at me
for a long minute. "Please?"

"If you must, they're in my underwear drawer."  She didn't need
to tell me as I already knew that's where she kept them.  I was
quite in the room, not wanting to wake Ronnie.  He was a pretty
sound sleeper, but I didn't want to take the chance.

Instead of being in a normal wheel like the others, this one was
in a regular medicine bottle with only mom's name and
instructions to "take two pills once per day" under it.  There
was nothing about the doctor, the pharmacy or any phone numbers.
The name for the medicine simply said `birth control pills'. 
Right away I was suspicious of this and doubted it came from a
real pharmacy.  I took out one of the pills to examine it.

It was larger than any birth control pill I'd ever seen, not that
I'd seen many, was round, off white and had `CLOMID 50' written
on one side. Curious, I took the pill out to the living room
where Ronnie's computer was.  I typed the name in and got back
the shock of my life.

It wasn't birth control pills she was taking, it was fertility
pills!  Oh shit!  I reread the name and looked again at the
description.  No doubt about it, it's a fertility drug.  Ronnie
is giving her this shit to make sure she gets pregnant again
faster.  Another problem was one of the side effects was multiple
births.  There would be a good chance that she'd have twins or
triplets or worse.

I wanted to cry, to scream out to throw something, anything to
tell mom the truth. Turning around I opened my mouth to speak. 
She needed to know.  Mom put her finger to her mouth. Dawn was
finally sleeping and I watched as mom carried her back into their
bedroom.  My face reddened as the door slowly closed behind her.
Looking back to the monitor I turned off the computer and sighed.
 I'll tell her tomorrow.

I never got the chance.  She was sleeping when I left for `work'
and when I got home, she wasn't there.  Ronnie dropped me off and
left, not even coming into the house.  I was happy about that as
it would give me time to talk to mom.  Instead I walked in to see
Deek sitting with Dawn on his lap.

"Where's my mom?" I asked slamming the door.

"Out," was all he said.  I knew what that meant.  I went to my
room, closed the door and waited.  I figured it would be just a
matter of time before he rushed in to fuck me but he never came.
Over twenty minutes passed before I opened my door a little to
see out.  The wall was blocking my view so I sneaked over to see
what he was up to.

Jimmy was here now and standing in front of Deek with his pants
around his ankles and his back to me.  It looked like Deek had
his hands out and doing something to Jimmy's cock.  Are they gay?
I asked very puzzled over seeing this.  I couldn't see Dawn
anywhere.  Jimmy's hands were moving a lot and then I heard it. 
A cry from Dawn and I hurried over to see if she was okay.

"What the fuck are you doing!?" I yelled making it to where Jimmy
was standing.  Deek was holding Dawn under the arm pits straight
out and Jimmy was rubbing his cock all over her little mouth
trying to get it inside.  There was pre-cum on her face and she
was starting to cry.  I grabbed her away from Deek and ran back
to my room, closing the door.

Ronnie forbade me from having a lock on my door and removed it a
few days after he moved in.  Now Deek and Jimmy were pushing on
my door to open it.  I held Dawn in my arms with my back against
it hoping they'd just go away.  It didn't work and slowly my door
opened.

"You stupid whore, gemme the kid," Deek blurted out reaching for
her.  Jimmy grabbed my arm and the next thing I knew, I was
flying towards my bed.

"She's just a baby, leave her alone!"

"Shut yer fuckin mouth, bitch, `fore I give you what you got
comin'," I wasn't sure what he meant by that, but the look on
Jimmy's face told me everything I needed to know.  Deek held Dawn
while Jimmy move to me, picked me up and threw me on the bed. 
His pants were still around his ankles and his cock was hard. 
Putting me on my knees, he got behind me pushing his cock into
me.

I didn't care as long as they left Dawn alone they could both
fuck me as much as they wanted.  He pounded me hard while Deek
come over to the side of the bed and watched while holding Dawn.
It made me nervous having him sit with her so close to us
fucking, but I didn't have a choice.  A few minutes passed before
I felt the familiar sensation of cum being shot inside me.

I buried my head into my pillow as he yanked his cock out and
moved away from me.  I thought Deek would go next but instead he
ordered me to get dressed.  Slowly I did while they had their
jollies and made remarks about Dawn one day being a bigger slut
than her big sister.  Once I was dressed Deek and I left, leaving
Dawn alone with Jimmy.  She was crying but they wouldn't let me
pick her up.  I hated leaving him alone with her, but I didn't
have a choice.  I'd have to talk to mom about this.

****

Three days passed and mom and I saw even less of each other. 
Seems that Ronnie decided we'd work different shifts and he
mostly stayed with mom and having me stay with Deek.  Jimmy would
babysit when we needed him but he never complained.

It was unusual when Ronnie picked me up at 5 PM the following
day.  He'd been staying with mom every day since she began
whoring and I wasn't sure if it was to make sure she did it or
reinforce the notion that she needs to do it.  He claimed it was
for moral support.  When we pulled into the medical office, I was
curious but didn't ask why. I knew better.

I was taken into an examination room and told to remove my
clothes and put on one of those hospital gowns.  I wasn't wearing
any underwear but Ronnie said not to worry about it.  I was
sitting on the table when the older, white-haired man came in.

"Yea, I can take this out with no problem," the guy whom I assume
was a doctor said examining my arm.  He was looking at the scar
left from when they implanted the birth control device after my
last pregnancy.  I looked at Ronnie.

"Wait, why are you taking it out?" I asked pulling my arm free
from his grasp.

"'Cause you don't need it," Ronnie chimed in with a smile.

"Without this, I'll get pregnant!" I said a little too loudly.

"Not if you don't have sex," the `doctor' said looking at me over
his half glasses.  "Girls your age shouldn't be sexually active
anyway."

Ronnie looked smugly at him and said for him to take it out.  I
was nervous, scared and at the same time worried about what would
happen not only to me, but to my baby if I did get pregnant.  He
sterilized the area, numbed it and then made a small incision.  I
couldn't watch and turned away while he fished out the small rod.
 I bled but didn't it didn't hurt.  At least not until the
numbness wore off.

Once done, I was instructed to lay down for an exam.  He had me
move to the edge of the table and put my feet in the stirrups.  I
was staring up at the stained ceiling when I felt something
poking at my pussy.  Raising my head I saw the old man standing
between my legs and stabbing his cock towards me.  I got mad at
Ronnie again knowing that he bartered sex for him to remove the
only thing protecting me from a pregnancy.

The old man at least wore a condom but I think it was more for
his protection than mine.  The labia rings clanged in the quite
room like a wind chime on a breezy afternoon.  He quickened his
pace and soon it was over.  So much for girls my age not having
sex!  I hate hypocrites.

In the truck I found my courage and laid into him.  I was pissed
at him for doing this to me and angry for what he started doing
to my mother and hated him for what he wanted to do to Dawn. 
Also the pain pill the good doctor gave me helped to numb my
nerves.

"I know what you're doing and I won't let you!" I screamed
slamming the door.

"What in the hell are you talking about?"

"I know what's going on with Dawn and your two shithead friends
and I know that you're planning on turning her into a prostitute
just like you did me and mom."  The sudden outburst both
frightened me and gave me great relief.  I finally got it off my
chest.

"I know your making mom take fertility drugs to make her pregnant
again and now you're taking this out," I said slapping the
bandage on my arm, "so that I'll get pregnant too!"

"You don't know what you're talking about," was all he said
starting the truck.

"I over heard you say that a long time ago, and I caught Deek and
Jimmy trying to make Dawn suck his dick."  I waited a while
trying to gauge how angry he was.  He had a temper and could
explode at any time.  "And I'll telling mom too!" I added.

That was the straw that broke the camel's back.  Before I was
just annoying him but now I was threatening his lively hood, is
income.  If I went to mom and she believed me, he'd be out on his
ass or in jail.  "If you don't stop right now, I'm going to the
police too.  I know you got warrants out on you in Florida and
I'm sure they'll be glad to have you there."  I didn't see it
coming but felt it like a being hit by a bus.

My head crashed against the window and I bounced back towards him
dazed.  Another blow struck my stomach knocking the wind out of
me.  Grabbing my hair, he pulled my face up to look at his.  I
ached all over.

"You stupid little whore!  You think you can just say shit like
that and nothing will happen to you?  Fuck that.  You're ass is
grass now and if you ever mention any of this to anyone ever
again, I'll fuckin' kill you myself, understand?"  His fist never
released my hair and my neck hurt from being pulled upward so
much.

I could taste the blood in my mouth and my head was throbbing. 
Even though my stomach hurt, it wasn't as bad as the rest of me.
Squealing the tires as we left, he flew down the street doing
over 60 miles per hour.  He made a phone call to someone and
agreed to meet them some place.  Now I was worried.  What if he
took me out and killed me.  Who would protect Dawn and help mom.

We drove out to the old field we met with Milton that one time. 
It was isolated and had a lot of trees.  The perfect place to
dump a body.  My body.  We waited about fifteen minutes before I
hear a car coming.  Looking out I saw it was a cop car and felt a
little better.  The cops were here and surely he wouldn't try
anything with them around.

Ronnie got out and approached the car.  Moments later he returned
with his friend Lucky and came to my side.  "Step out of the
truck," he said holding one hand on his gun.

"What's going on?"  I was totally confused.  Here I was about to
tell the police everything about Ronnie and he's telling ME to
get out like I'm the one in trouble.

"Step out of the truck so that I can place you under arrest," he
said with a stern look on his face.

"ARRESTED! WHAT?! What for?"  I was totally shocked and couldn't
move as he opened my door and grabbed my arm.

"Soliciting for prostitution, possession of a controlled
substance, possession with intent to distribute, possession of
drug paraphernalia and if you don't get out right now, resisting
arrest."

I was numb.  What was happening here?  I'm the victim, not the
criminal.  Ronnie had that same smug look on his face that I'd
love to slap off one day, but it wouldn't be today.  Lucky pulled
my arm again and I slid out.  This can't be happening!

Turning me around, he patted me down and pulled my arms back to
click the handcuffs on me.  "Wait, this is a mistake."

"No mistake, I caught you red handed," he said pulling out a
sandwich bag half filled with pills and dropped them on the hood.
 There was a larger sized bag, like a gallon sized, filled with
marijuana and that joined the other bag on the hood.

"That's not mine!" I screamed out started struggling against the
cuff.

"Here, this is hers too," Ronnie said handing him my pipe. I was
stunned.  How can this be happening?  I kept arguing my case as
he pulled me towards his car and threw me in the back seat.  I
must have looked like a deer in the head lights as both started
to laugh.  Then I felt a little better.

This was Ronnie's sick way of teaching me a lesson about talking.
 It was like a joke and they'd let me go once I agreed not to say
anything. I could still feel my heart racing in my chest and I
just knew it would explode at any moment.  Never before had I
been in trouble, especially not with the police.

"You're sure Martin's gunna go alone with this, right?" Ronnie
asked.

"Hell yea, he owes me a huge favor.  His kid got a DUI accident
with injuries after the senior party last year and I made it all
go away.  He'll do it for sure after I remind him about it,"
Lucky said.  I was still confused but kept quiet.  Maybe he'll
change his mind if he thinks I'll cooperate and then I'll still
tell mom later.

I had a bad feeling after Lucky got in with me still in the
backseat and drove away.  Ronnie went the opposite way and I was
taken into the police station and arrested, just like he said.  I
was pleading and begging them, trying to tell anyone who will
listen that it wasn't my stuff and I was set up but no one paid
any attention.

Then I got another surprise.  I was being sent to a Doctor Martin
Fletcher for a psyche evaluation as I was suspected of being
paranoid delusional with suicidal tendencies.  No one would
listen, no one would believe me.  I tried many times to explain
what was going on to the doctor but he dismissed it as my
fantasy.  As expected, I was diagnosed and sentenced to six
months in Parkview for mental help.

I was kept sedated most of the time and didn't even know what
time of day it was let alone what day it was.  I had daily
evaluations with one of the psychiatrists and was allowed one
hour per day out in the yard, but spent the rest of the time
locked in my small room.

In the beginning mom came everyday to see me.  Then it was twice
a week and then it grew longer and longer between visits.  Ronnie
never came and I knew he was keeping her from coming to see me. 
It had been about two months since the last visit when she came
and was very pregnant.  The last time she was there, she didn't
look it and I didn't even know she was pregnant.  Now she looked
like she was about seven months along but I knew she couldn't be
because Dawn was only about six months old.

"You're pregnant?" I said stating the obvious.

"Yea, about five months."

"Five months?  But you're so, uhm, big."  She giggled and rubbed
her belly.

"They hear three heart beats and think it's triplets but my last
ultra sound shows and extra arm in the mix.  It's hard to see
clearly though," she said sitting down.

Shit.  I was afraid of this.  Even in my drugged state of mind I
knew this was bad.  Very bad.  Looking down at my own stomach I
was scared to tell her about mine.

The men that work here, the orderlies and the janitors and two of
the councilors, decided it was open game on the new girl and had
been fucking me within a day of my arrival.  There's only nine
total, but it was enough that one of them got me pregnant.  I'm
not showing yet, but I can tell.  The nausea, the missed periods,
the moodiness, the strange cravings and now the urge to pee a
lot.

 I asked about Dawn and was worried when she said that Deek and
Jimmy have been so good helping out by watching her anytime they
needed them.  "Ronnie watches her from time to time but most of
the time he's with me while I'm, huh," she started to say it, but
realized at the last minute what it was she was about to tell me.

"While you're doing what, mom?" I pushed hoping she'd realize
what she was doing and maybe stop.

"Nothing, dear, I don't want to worry you while you're getting
better."  I was so sick of people telling me that. I wasn't sick
and I don't need to get better.  It's Ronnie who's sick and
should be in here with all these crazy people.  If I wasn't crazy
before coming here, I sure was now.

We had a nice visit and she left promising to see me again soon.
It was mid August and my birthday was coming up soon.  I was
supposed to get out on the 10th, but I'm hoping they let me out a
little early to celebrate my birthday.  I didn't want my sweet 16
to be in an insane asylum.

****

September 3rd, that was the next time I saw her.  I know the date
because it was my birthday.  She came by with a present and
brought Dawn with her.  They wouldn't allow her to come before
for fear I may harm her.  As if.  The only person who may harm
her is Ronnie, not me. Ronnie was with her and was all smiles and
loving, just like a normal father should be.  I knew deep down
what he was capable of.  When mom left to change Dawn's stinky
diaper, Ronnie sat next to me and put his arm around me.

"How's my best girl doing?" he asked patting my knee.  I said
nothing as he pulled me closer.  "Next week you're getting out. 
Are you happy `bout that?"  I stayed silent.  Because of him I am
stuck in here with people calling me crazy.  "A lotta your
customers miss you.  They keep asking `bout you and can't wait
`til you get out."  He kept looking at me, trying to get my
reaction, but I didn't give him one.

"I think you're gunna be really, really busy.  You know what they
say, absence makes the *hard* grow fonder," he added with
laughter.  "Your mom's been taking up some of your slack, but she
ain't you and can't keep up like you can.  I gotta tell you
something, when it comes to fuckin', you're the best.  You can
run circles `round any whore out there and that's the truth." I'm
sure in his sick, twisted mind he thought he was giving me a
compliment, but it only served to infuriate me more.

Leaning me backwards, he bent over and kissed me.  "God I missed
you," he said looking into my eyes.  Slowly his hand crept up my
shirt towards my tits.  His arm pulled it up slightly and he
noticed the small bulge below my navel.  He rubbed it and looked
into my eyes. "Are you pregnant?"  I didn't want to answer but I
knew there was no hiding it.  I nodded.  "I'll be damn, some
fruit cake has been pumping your hole, uh?"  He was all smiles
now.  "Looks like very soon we're gunna have a full house."

He sat up but I stayed laying there with my shirt pulled up half
way to my breasts.  Just then the door opened and mom came back
with Dawn.  I sat up, pulling my shirt down.  "Don't be shy," he
said lifting it again, show her."

I was broken.  Six months of this crap can wear anyone down. 
Before I was weak willed but now I had no will of my own.  "Our
little girl is pregnant," he said smiling.  I knew why he was
happy, but I wasn't sure what mom's reaction would be.  Her mouth
dropped opened.

"Debbie, is this true?"  I nodded.  "I thought that thing in your
arm was supposed to last for five years, what happened?"  I
looked at the floor and shrugged my shoulders.  I couldn't tell
her what Ronnie did. "Who's the father?"  After a long pause, I
shrugged my shoulders again.  It was one of nine men who fucked
me on regular bases, but I wasn't sure which one.  Six of the men
are black and three are white so it's a good chance the baby will
be mixed.

****

A week later I got out and it was Ronnie who came to get me. 
"Where's mom?" I asked wondering why she hadn't come.

"She's busy," was all he said as we walked outside.  We drove for
a while in silence before he spoke.  "I'm sorry I had to do that,
but you left me no choice," he started.  I still hated him for
doing that and swore that I'd get even some day.  "You got a
record now and you're a certified wacko so if you try telling
anyone those wild stories, you won't be believed.  They may even
send you back here.  Or worse.

We drove to Deek's apartment and went inside. I half expected to
see Dawn there, but she wasn't.  I wondered aloud where she was
but was ignored and sat in the easy chair.  I didn't want to use
the sofa to give them room to sit by me.

"Here, I'm sure you need this," Ronnie said dropping two rocks
and a pipe on my lap.  I stared down at them.  It had been almost
seven months since my last hit and they gave me something to ease
the withdraws so I didn't need it any more.  Still I stared at
them.

They were the source of my greatest pleasure and worst nightmare
and I knew what would happen if I smoked just one.  Only one and
I'd be screwed.  My hands began to shake and I could feel
perspiration on my forehead.  I was determined not to be a junkie
whore any more and pushed them off of my lap.

"What the fuck's wrong with you?"  Ronnie shouted bending over to
retrieve them.

"I don't want to do that no more."

"To hell you don't.  I know you, Debbie, you want this and want
it very badly," he said waving it under my nose.  I pushed his
hand away.  "Take it!" he growled through clinched teeth pushing
it back to me.  I turned my head.  He wasn't going to make me do
it ever again.

Backing away he stood up glaring down at me.  "Okay," he said
turning around to go into the next room.  "There's more than one
way to skin a cat."

"Deek chuckled and added, "or fuck up a chicken." It must have
been an inside joke as both of them started laughing.  Deek
jerked me out of the chair and dropped me on the couch like a
sack of potatoes.  He then moved and sat on my chest and stomach
and I struggled, telling him I was pregnant.

Deek is a pretty big guy standing over six feet tall and weighing
around 220 pounds.  I hadn't grown much in the past few years and
stood around 5 foot 3 and hardly 105 pounds soaking wet so he was
crushing me.  Taking my hands, he pulled my arms over the arm
rests and held them there.  For a while I thought he was going to
break my arms as they were bent the wrong way.

I never saw Ronnie come back into the room and never saw what he
was about to do but I did feel the small pin prick on my inner
arm at the fold.  It took a second to register what was
happening, but when I did, I began to struggle.  It was too late
as I quickly began to feel the euphoric sensation rushing over
me.  This was the good stuff, pure heroin and it burned my veins
until my head began to spin.

-end of part 14-

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