I knew that she wasn't exclusive with me and I didn't believe her. I told her that if a DNA test showed that I was the father I would marry her otherw...se no. The test proved that I wasn't the father. Three months later at a party I was drinking with an old girlfriend who asked where Sally was and so I told her the story. She said that she could have told me that I wasn't the father without even bothering to do a DNA test. I asked her how she could say that. She told me that she had never been. After thirty odd years of gaming I was at the point in mycareer where I mostly lent my name to new gaming ventures or tested newgames to ascertain their market potential. My personal life had alwaystaken a back seat to my passion for gaming, leaving me with four brokenmarriages, a dozen ex-lovers and no family.As I sat on my back deck looking out over my well manicured backyardand Olympic size swimming pool I realized that I was bored. Bored ofgames and bored of life. If I could only find the. My grandma was making a bed of cotton so she was stiching the border of the clothes I was sitting opposite to my grandpa and suddenly my aunt apeksha came and sat down next to my grandma,”let me help you give me a needle”She said to grandma, as grandma gave her needle she started stiching the other end of the bed. And now my luck ran she misplaced the needle and was trying tofind the needle under the cupboard which was next to her.she just bent over and I was so eager to look at those never. Stubble adorned his cheeks and chin, making his face appear darker. Curiosity ran through her mind as she kept her eyes on Danielle's father. She swiveled her eyesight downwards, searching for what might have piqued his interest. She inspected the gear shift next to her left knee. No, she decided. That wasn't quite what he was staring at. “What's the next street Kelly?”, Frank asked, talking straight into the windshield.She floated her gaze up as him. He appeared seemingly tensed while watching.