He was a more physical man - immediately, as if the idea had been lurking under the surface, Connie came up with something more physical that she coul... offer him."Please, Daddy?" Connie said, sitting on the arm of his reading chair. She causally draped one hand around his shoulder, and the other one rested upon her bare leg, hypnotically playing. "Surely there's something I can do..."Connie's father couldn't help but stare at his daughter's hand as it began playing up and down her leg, smoothly. He looked back up at the soldier.“At ease, private.”The private took the at-ease stance.“I said at ease,” said the sergeant.“I am at ease, sir,” replied the private.“Well, this is still at attention,” said the sergeant.He reached out and grabbed the private’s cock, which was still hard. The private jumped back a few inches, and then regained his stance. He was confused.“Take that thing out and let me compare it to these guys,” commanded the sergeant.The private didn’t know what to do.“That’s a. Amy’s mother engaged another psychiatrist, one who would take a more lenient position with regard to having Amy released to her parent’s care, provided she be given additional psychiatric treatment. THE END EPILOGUE Amy’s role in West Side Story was taken by an understudy, while new applicants were tested and a new artist assigned Amy’s former role. It was more than a year later that Amy was pronounced cured, and resumed her life back in Seegerville. Daren called a few times, but with football. It was the sort of day you dream about. Sera wore black despite the heat of the day and by the time they reached the village he had his top off and tied round his waist. Thomas had done the same, though he was comfortable in light green.Thomas's house was cosy affair with all round brickwork and a low sloping roof. His mother was out when they got home, a note proclaiming that she had gone to the allotment. Thomas smiled as he led Sera, acting like an excited child, through the house. Nothing.