I immediately noticed that my windows were open, letting in the cool Tennessee night air and the sounds of crickets and the breeze replaced the sirens...and gunfire. For the first time in years I truly felt I was home. I made my mind up lying in my old bed, at my old home, that this is where I wanted to live. The next day came very quickly. I awoke to my mother’s eggs, bacon and homemade biscuits. Her coffee was super strong so I lightened it up with cream and sugar. She told me that Alan had. "Ya got me," she said, pouring herself a cup of coffee. "But midnight calls to the Sit. Room are never routine. You want a cup?" No. I don't like hot caffeine. Got any carbonated poison over there?" Ishido said, untying the bow tie of his tuxedo.The banter over drinks stopped when the National Security Advisor came in."I don't know either," said the perennially boyish Jimmy Musgrave, Wentworth's National Security Advisor, answering their unspoken question.He was wearing rumpled jeans and a. We moved away from the track and moved deep into the woods. I got the confidence that no one was going to watch us. James was busy watching the step forward but I started stripping clothes off one by one.First, I removed my jacket and dropped it. Later, I removed my t-shirt and dropped it. Then I dropped my bra too and stood there completely topless. But James wasn’t looking at me and he was busy watching the steps because as it was dark.Due to the excitement, my nipples were hard and my boobs. .. First, I’m NOT sending her away. Unless I went crazy and took that DNA testing thing to court, nothing the state has indicates that she’s anything BUT my daughter. Second, chances of recovering a dime of money from her mom are, in my estimation, slim. Third, and most important, public denial of my parental status would be perhaps the biggest slap in the face of an innocent child (now a bright and pretty young lady) I could imagine.So what do I do? Not a darned thing. She’s my daughter. She.