But eighteen kids, seventeen now and maybe one on the way? That one would really be mine. No one was going to short change me on that one. I would be ... daddy. Well shit, now I’m deeper than ever. What do I do from here? Missy came around the house from about where the lounge was. In her hand she had two very tall glasses with a slice of lemon stuck on the side and two celery sticks, sticking out of them. ‘Here, have a Bloody Mary. It’s a little early in the day. I don’t know about you but I. "You saw her yesterday, didn't she say something about a latestboyfriend?" he asked."Nothing at all, but I think she has several on the go." I'm glad you're not like her," Terry commented as he drew his wifetowards himself and kissed her quite passionately. "I really appreciateyou, you know. If I wasn't so busy with this meal I'd drag youupstairs."'That's typical' she thought, 'if only just occasionally he'd breakloose and say to hell with the meal.'Later something happened to really upset. ’ ~*~ ‘Baby, I’m home,’ Reid announced as he walked through the front door. Nothing looked different just yet, the living room and kitchen spotlessly clean, but decorated as they had been. The sound of giggling pulled him down the hallway. ‘Dad!’ Annie exclaimed as she took a flying leap into his arms. He caught her easily and dropped a kiss on top of her curly blonde head. ‘Hey kiddo. So, what was it I shouldn’t be worried about but was all Kendall’s idea?’ She giggled again and dragged him. I hope she has chosen well to not divorce. However this was the best for my kids.After two weeks I moved into Olga's bedroom and from Olga's bedroom it became our bedroom. The girls and I were developing a good relationship and I started reading stories to them, and play with them often. I became the good stepfather, as Olga forecast earlier. Olga's daughters became my daughters too.Stacey and Jessica became fond of me quickly, as Olga foresaw. I loved them the same way as my older kids. After.