We were both pretty comfortable with silence, though if you consider the noise coming from the back of the plane, silence was what we didn't get."Dere..., I have a question for you." I finally asked him."Hmm." Did you get a bag when you came aboard?" One of the gift bags?" I nodded. "Yes, your staff knew that I was not a mom and packed the bag for me personally. It is very nice. Thank you." You are welcome. I hoped that they weren't all made the same that may be tough for any dads that come with. Also don't fill up the comments section with posts about how sick the individuals in the story are or about the people who read or write this style of story. For those looking to take some enjoyment out this tale enjoy yourselves.--Do to the confusing nature of having two sets of twin sisters with numbers instead of names I've come up with the system below to help readers keep track of which characters are being referenced.--Brothel Whores 3567-A and 3567-B when together will be simply referred. With Beth's connections and Adam's natural intelligence and charisma, plus quite a bit of hard work, he quickly got himself a white-collar job at a big company, and began rising through the ranks. When he became an executive, Beth decided that a rising corporate star like Adam ought to have a hot young trophy wife, and introduced him to Donna, an aspiring actress who regularly volunteered at a charity Beth funded. They click, and soon marry. Some time later, Adam took Donna along to a company. "I want to make you a partner in this place. What do you say?"I sat stunned for a moment. Partner? Here? I counted the tills regularly, and knew what this place brought in. It would be a hefty raise, to say the least, and I would have more say in how things were run. Because Larry rarely ever came down here, he would be more of a silent partner."Earth to John, are you there?" Larry brought me back to the present."Yes! I-- Well-- Thank you!" I told him enthusiastically."Good, good." the older.