Kara squeezed past him and took the middle seat. As she sat down she once again let her skirt slide up her bare thighs. She pretended to push it down ...ut made sure that most of her thighs were left deliciously exposed and her blue silk panties barely covered.Kara took a magazine from the pocket in front of her and feigned interest in it as she waited for the plane to depart. The flight attendants checked the cabin and made their announcements as the aircraft taxied to the runway.After takeoff. He had no Social Security number, no birth certificate and no school records until he was a junior in high school.The first time Brock knew that the pro scouts were interested in him was when Lynn Collingwood called him to let him know that she had been contacted by a security firm researching his past. Brock was immediately on guard, fearing that someone wanted to try to exploit him. It was still his natural reaction in those days. He tended to think the worst of people.It was his college. They moved forward a step.This was going well. Shanna took a deep breath. She smiled, a smile friends and foes had learned to fear over the years. Her voice was calm, friendly as she spoke."Oh, I'm a fucking Polock. Who the hell are you?"The Elf blinked, straightened. Uncertainty flowed over her young face. Royalty, Shanna thought. This one is Royalty. Or at least a noble. The same vibe she had gotten from the better class of Pole flowed from her. Not the Queen, no. Probably not. A Princess,. . er uh ... I mean that ... that is...” Her face turned red when she realized that she sounded like she was talking to a small child.“I always thought you had some help, but I guess you don’t need any help. It’s very nice,” she said hoping she didn’t sound as condescending as she felt saying it.Taking a deep breath, she looked at him “Lasagna? Homemade or delivery?” she asked wondering how he knew it was one of her favorite foods.“It’s Stoffer’s,” Jerome admitted on his iPad. “Shall we sit down.