”I pulled Suki towards me, and in a nervous voice said, “That’s Chris from our school near Grandpa’s place. Can we go now? I don’t want him ...o see me like this.”Suki took one last look at Chris, bit her lip lightly, then nodded with a wicked smile.As soon as we got home my thoughts were no longer on what happened since the morning. I saw my father’s car in the garage. He was home early. By two hours. At first I was worried about why he was home so early then I remembered I still didn’t want to. From stud to mommy in nine months.I'd been thinking about it all day, and I had really come to feel that Iwanted the babies to be born, not just to screw with his head, with hisidentity, but because they were mine, really, as much as his. Twins. Iwas about to be the mother/father of twins, and it filled me with a senseof accomplishment and longing.Finished, I went online and ordered a dozen roses to be delivered to hishouse the next day. The card would read, "Good luck with the delivery,Miss. I zoomed in and took a couple of shots of her and then I scanned around the pool with the camera. There were about a dozen people there, a couple of families and also group of young teen boys. I was having a fun time watching her tease the boys. Had any of them had the nerve to approach her, they might have been surprised at what might have happened. The next day we hit the beach. Even though we could have walked, we wanted to have our cooler handy for cold drinks, so we took the car and drove. "It has already been dusted for fingerprints," Brewer answered. "Those two guys' prints were on it, along with residue from leather gloves and surgical gloves. There were also several unidentified sets of prints on the case that the FBI was interested in."He handed the receiver to Timmons who turned it on and cycled through the wolf, and moose frequencies with no results. When he tuned to that used for "nuisance bears" he looked like someone punched him in the stomach. "You have got to be.