“Forget how to knock and actually wait for a reply?” Sarah rhetorically asked, rolling her eyes in disgust, exasperated by her brother’s rudenes...s. “Why are you so damn grouchy?” asked TJ, reciprocating with a rhetorical question of his own. “You’ve shut yourself in here like you’re some damn prisoner of your mind,” he stated with words of truth. Sarah had been in her room for the last three hours, filling up on recorded TV dramas. TJ perused the room, seeing the light pile of clothes lying. "Thank you for coming at such short notice," Diane tapped her foot impatiently. "I know you don't typically come to my office here at the Capitol, you're just an intern, and this is usually just a privilege staffers get." Well, ma'am, whatever I can do to help." Peter sounded eager, probably because he genuinely was. "What did you need me here for?" It's unorthodox," she stopped tapping her foot. "But I need a favor." That's what I'm here for, Senator. Whatever you need." Isn't that sweet," She. I look forward to these weekends because I have more fun than Iever would if I really went fishing.This will be explained as the story goes on.Mr. Martin picked me up at nine am. It took us a little over an hour toget to where we were going, nowhere near a lake, river or anyplace youwould fish.We went to a friend of his, Mr. Williams. Larry Williams, who had adaughter Betty, my age. As soon as we got there we both went to changeclothes. I went right to Betty's room and looked through her closet. Up to that point, I have always been wary of anal sex because I'd heard it was so painful, but as I had unexpectedly discovered, it was not! After such a revel-ass-tion, I can't stop thinking about it! I'm so eager to dig deeper, you know, expand my whorezones.Can you give me some pointers?Yours fondling my cushiony funbags and fingering my anal star as I type. Belinda Flutterbuck Wasn't that fun, and I do hope you enjoyed the 'Intermission'. Certainly, I had the most wonderful time chatting to.