It could easily have been my father who died on that helicopter instead of First Lieutenant William C. Conner.“Do you want to be a lawyer?” Sean a...ked to break the awkward silence.“I don’t know. Never thought about it until I started working at the firm but now I may consider it,” I answered. “The work I do with Mr. Whitmore is boring but I liked working with you. I know I didn’t do much but I observed the things you did and what Denise did and it was interesting.” Denise was Sean’s. It was her fourth hour and she had just given the class a pop quiz. While the students chewed on their #2 pencils and tried to think of the answers she sat at the desk and looked out over the class. She looked from boy to boy and wondered which of them had gotten hard ons looking at her and thinking about her. She knew that several of them had because she had seen the tents in their trousers.Her eyes settled on Frank Dinsmore. She had given him a woody several times and that was back before she. The Clan was very particular about a young girls virginity. She had returned with only one complaint - her hips were too thin for baring children. And she called her my 'Lolita bride' - which gained her a playful paddling upon her sexy round ass.I laughed it away; she may be a tiny woman, but she would be a fun ride to be sure!After that it was only about money - which was sorted out promptly. Money meant nothing to me now - the Clan was very generous to its favoured sons. I never had a need. 30pm and his phone gose off he then gets up and gose to the door and let’s someone in me and they come though to the Living room there me sat in lingerie and sed this is my friend bla bla told you I had something special planed for you to night He had pretty much planed a 3 some or a spit roast witch was my first one ever but had dreamed about one so I was all over that then he give me a nother glass off He had pretty much planed a 3 some or a spit roast witch was my first one ever but had.