.. but, daddy, I want it to be you... please?Yesterday evening we trainees had an interesting lesson. We were all ordered into the school bus and driv...n away from the convent for about five miles. The Father then insisted that we undress at the side of the road though we were allowed to keep on our socks and shoes. He then drove off leaving us there in the gathering darkness. A few girls wanted to stay where they were and wait for the Father to return but the rest of us felt that this was a. Being drunker now I bought her a drink and was seriously flirting with her.After a couple more drinks and some banter, Hannah leaned in and said in my ear, “So is it true? About your cock? Is it huge?”“It does the job! Christ, I’m not Frankenstein,” I laughed“I wouldn’t say it’s huge, it’s just... oh piss off Hannah, hahaha,” we both laughed.Helens voice joined in, “It is a good size, I’ve seen it but he knows how to use it to and how to get a girl ready for it!”“How the fuck do you know?” I. His mother and father had divorced about five years before and he'd lived with his mother and sisters since. Not that his father had been around much before. He was a international tax lawyer and spent much of his time on trips, sometimes being away for weeks or months at a time depending on the case he was working on.The divorce had come about after his father's one credit card had mistakenly sent a paper bill to the house which his mother had opened. Noticing three different charges to the. Nothing else that happened had any influence on me...all I did was wait for 9 PM to meet her. I prepared with great meticulousness, I guess that is what we all do when we want to win someone over...somehow. Nothing was left to chance, and thirty minutes before we met I slowly started making my way towards the randezvous, contemplating and smoking Luckies. When I met her finally, I was surprised, because she turned out casually...maybe we weren't on the same page regarding our future encounters..