.. that is, ... family history of your mother and more especially of your father?" If you mean, do I know that the father named on my birth certificat...e is not my biological father, yes," she replied, "My mother told me that years ago, when I was about nine or ten, but I have no idea who my real father is. My mother would never tell me, but she insisted I was conceived in love before she met her husband, and I know that the Professor was married to my mother before I was born. There had been. Dressed in my favourite blue and white shirt, smart jeans, and black shoes - I check myself in the car door window again, just to make sure I look at least presentable. Walking through the lobby of the hotel, I scan quickly but know I’ll arrive first - I’m always early, for everything. Turning the corner and smiling at the receptionist who I’m sure was on last time too, I check in and collect my room key. Heading to the lounge area, I find a quiet booth by the window, I quickly check my phone. Outside, I could see flames rising from a couple of hits inside the compound. I didn’t hear any incoming, so I relaxed a little. Most everyone else was running around trying to get information. The fact that most of these guys were not armed seemed a little foolish to me, but orders are orders. I didn’t see any bunker, so I got down low behind some stacked sand bags. Flares were getting shot up all over the place now and it was almost like daylight. I decided then and there it might be better. The first time we met she was lonely and just recovering from the trauma of finding her apartment broken into, I was still the beat cop looking to make Detective one day.She needed attention as much as I needed to do something against my crush on my then partner. Boy was she hot, that uniform fetish we all kind of have certainly doesn’t help if you spend hours a day in a car with the literal embodiment of sexy in uniform. But she was also someone I respected and back then I did not have the.