”“Great,” Paul said with a faint grin as he too found a seat amongst the tight circle. “Let’s lift our voices to the Lord and seek his wisdo...m and protection.” The pastor pulled out his Bible and laid it gently between his interlocked legs. “Would any of you like to start us off?”Nobody responded.Paul offered another smile. “Fine, I’ll begin.”I watched as the reverend closed his eyes and cleared his throat. Ricardo, Frankie, Jacob, Ben and Jose all removed their hats and bowed their heads in. Rick was waiting when I came downstairs for breakfast."Sir, the Secretaries of Defense, and Treasury are waiting for you in the General's staff room. They need to see you as soon as possible." It would have to be important; otherwise they'd have stopped by. I thought their insisting on meeting in the HQ meant bad news.Rick arranged transportation, and our little convoy headed to see the secretaries.When we entered, I saw the head of the Secret Service, FBI Director, Director of Central. He hadn't heard the shower turn off, but with his thoughts so confused, that was to be expected.He told her to come in, which she did. She wore only a towel, and her long, golden locks hung down straight and damp from her head. Seeing her like this was nothing unusual; sometimes after she showered she would open the door to his bedroom first before heading into her own bedroom to change. But this seemed different somehow, probably because now he realized that she was a sexual being. She had. She put the head of the penis inside of her mouth and sucked as she imagined holding the real thing. She had never thought of Mike sexually, he just wasn't her type, but she couldn't stop thinking of him now.Her pussy was swollen and lubricated and aching to feel take Mike's cock inside of her. First she pressed the tip just inside. It was big, bigger than she imagined, but it didn't hurt. To her surprise her vagina expanded to accept the circumference of the penis. She spread her legs farther.