Falling into drugs--or letting the problem surface and become known--he disappeared from her life, hardly seeing his daughter before refusing to pay c...ild support.Still, he was better than the father of her second daughter. Kendall’s second daughter, Addison, was made in a moment of weakness with a man named James. James was tall and heavy, a large man with a large presence and a sinister streak. Cruel by nature, James accosted Kendall until she gave in, using his age and size against her to. One of them nodded, snapped a picture of the map where Dean was pointing, then gathered the others with him and herded them out the door. Now only Dean, Dave, Jake and I remained.“That was the last two teams. If there is a dark corner anywhere on this island, we will know about it by tomorrow.” Dave said, pouring himself some coffee.Dean came over and sat down next to me. “Jack, I am glad you called someone, but next time, just let me. One of the things Dave did after you hired me was to share. She suddenly squealed and called out, "Hi daddy!" She waved and bounced up and down making her massive tits jump. The crowd responded with more cheers and whistles. I looked to where she was pointing and saw her father, who I had seen on the beach the day before talking with her. He had a big smile on his face and gave a thumbs up to his whipped cream clad daughter. I couldn't even imagine what it must be like for a father knowing he was about to watch his incredibly sexy daughter give her fake. Were they Taliban or what? We had no idea, but this was a staging point for activity against us in the south. I sat down with the men, discussed strategy, then we spread out as much as we could and still keep within hand signal contact. I then grabbed my radioman and went about two clicks north, back along the line we had come down. I radioed for backup and gave them our position and the position of the staging base. More troops or extraction helos would not be available for at least.