I'll try something a little different that I read about."She flexed her internal muscles experimentally."Wow!" said Harry. "You'll dent him if you squ...eze him any harder but I love it." Sorry, darling. I haven't really worked it out yet. Is that better?"Harry nodded. She continued to experiment, her face a picture of concentration. In the end she managed to achieve almost a ripple effect starting a gentle squeeze at the base and working up to the head."How's that?" she asked. So, rather than thinking of him as not your 'real' father (biologically speaking), he is just as 'real' of a father as Omar is."I couldn't argue with that fact."Has my other father ever visited us here?" I asked."No," my mother replied. "It's far too expensive for him to fly all the way here from there. Plus, he has his other c***dren to care for, as well as his two wives."I thought about that for a moment."What about my little sisters biological father?" I asked. "Has he ever been here?" No,". So here she was not very good in performing her duties and always use to get scolded for her below par performance.Initially I did not paid attention but gradually I started noticing that whenever I use to call her she use to have that wicked smile on her face. I got to know she was very open with guys and use to share non veg jokes and talk sex with them. Although I never came to know about any of her sexual flings in our office. Anyhow time was just paasing like this and my wife also is not. Still in his twenties, the brit had not expected to be roped into something like this right out of Command School. Yes, he’d gone to said school so that he COULD eventually take on a leadership role in the war against the Soviets and the Empire of the Rising Sun, but THIS leadership role, THIS soon? He’d never dreamed of it. Yet here he was, standing in the middle of a Commander Center that served as the nexus of all the Allied Forces’ efforts against the Soviet threat. Jack Smith… was the.