"But Eloise is my daughter. You're not her real father!"Eloise gasped at the revelation, but daddy seemed calm."Don't you think I already knew that? I...knew of all the guys you fucked around with back then, before you got a taste for pussy!" Come on Eloise," mom said. "If I can't stay here, neither can you."Eloise turned to her dad. "Daddy?" Just go inside, sweet pea. This is still your home." Dad turned to her mom. "And if I see you or your cunt here I'll call the police. Now fuck off!"Daddy. We dressed and carrying only a brief case we made our way to the street where Donald and Johan were waiting with the car. We showed our identification at the gate and we drove through to the hanger where we found … Herr Hauptman Von Bauer. He had a small duffel bag and nothing else. I could think of no good reason to say no and a dozen reasons that this side trip could be beneficial. So I told him to get aboard. The fold down jump seat was where he would be sitting had no seat belt. He tried. I didn't know I had to clear everything through you first? Maybe we just need to break this off now before things go too far." She turned around and left. I didn't see her for the rest of the semester. While I was working at a club after school during the summer break, I saw her come in with Joe Peterson. I didn't even know she knew him. I hadn't introduced her to him when we were home because I never saw him. They didn't see me as I was short order cook and part-time bartender at a club off. I loved my job especially as I was the only female in the trading room. I think it was about 3 am on a Friday that the phone rang. It was always on my husband's side of the bed. Sleepily, he passed it over to me then dived back under the duvet. The voice on the phone was in panic mode. He could hardly speak but he did manage to say that the markets were in free fall and to get the hell out? I had only ever known the good times this news sent a shudder right through me. .