We had to scrub the basement for days.”Sam stood and spoke, “Your Honor, this morning I received and sent over documents that you may not have had... a chance to review.” He handed her and the shyster a folder each and continued, “GenTrace’s DNA testing shows that my client, Captain Caen, is indeed the father of Chastity Anne Caen. Further, they also conclude that there is no chance of Mister Cavanaugh being her grandfather, nor being related in any meaningful way.”Cavanaugh leaped to his feet,. The weight was the same. ‘Set up,’ thought Daddy, ‘We’ve been set up ... I wonder where all this came from?’‘Yeah,’ I thought back.OOPSDavid thought, “Well ... Shit Fuzzy.’And I thought, ‘Fuzzy shit? That’ll tickle.’Daddy sort of ... broadcast, ‘Jim? Grandfather?’I heard their reply, too. ‘Caught’ ... it was a duet.A picture developed in my mind ... Grandfather ... I knew him instantly ... and Jim Mac sitting beside ... were grinning ... well Jim was grinning, I assumed that facial contortion. Since there is no squire available, I implore you to grant me temporary services of this wench to attend me until the position can be filled.”Sir Hugh looked at his favorite son with a devious eye filled with speculation. It was not an unreasonable request, even if a bit unorthodox. He knew the young lad would probably be humping the new servant girl before the clock struck midnight, if prior history was the determination of his likely actions.“That is acceptable to me, my son. You may have her. Is ke ilawa wo hamesha chhup chhup kar apni pooja aunee kay mummay aor gaand ko lusty aankhon se dekhnay laga tha. Mujhay is say thori thori si jealousy bi honay lagi. Ek din pooja market gai hui thi to main naha kar bath room say nikli. Main nay towel say apni waist aor aadhay mummay cover kiay. Meri gaand mushkal say chhupi hui thi aor meray mummon kay darmian say aor meri taangon (legs) say abi pani kay katray (drops) tapak rahay thay. Main apnay baal (hair) chhotay towel say khhushak kartay.