Having survived the conversation with Claire about Hannah, after Jason’s warning there was no way I was going to pick a fight with her about the sch...ol today. We could cross that particular obstacle-strewn bridge another day. We still had Sunday and Monday for that particular booby-trapped bridge.I was determined to stick to my guns, that Claire couldn’t stay and oversee the renovation as the bank had insisted. But even so, as Claire excitedly chattered away about the school during the drive, I. He was extremely nervous, as they all were, but talking about his purchases helped a lot."I got four sets - mic/transmitters and receiver/recorders," he told them. "One is for your kitchen, Will. The others are for if they go to that shrink again. We don't know which car they'll take, and the receiver will be in the car. It can receive from up to a thousand feet. The hardest part will be getting the transmitters into the wives' purses. They are very small, but you know how they switch purses. Yes I do believe there is nothing better then using your sisters panties to jerk off with… but not this morning I needed a tissue right away!“Hey, Jenny,” I hollered, “Jenny…”“What,” she said, sounding annoyed as she peeked into my room. Seeing what I was doing, she giggled and said more softly, “what, big brother?”“Could you get me a fresh box of tissues?”“Sure,” she said, ducking back out into the hall.The thought that my sister knew I was jerking off, looked at me doing it, and was about to. Who he introduced as Raymond Shari Senior. The Senior partner at the firm and my Grandfathers personal lawyer for the past thirty years. Sue served coffee to us and I told her to leave the tray and to close the door on her way out. When the door was closed I stood and allowed Raymond Sr. to sit at the desk. He opened his briefcase and began removing file folders. All the time talking of my Grandfather and his wishes. Before he got started I told them about the incident. They looked at each.