Mum came wearing blue colour nighty which was above her knees with matching bra and panty. She was tense . I asked her to cool down . We ate our dinne...r. She was in the kitchen heating milk for me. I went behind her put my hand on her butt and slowly started reaching inside her panty to touch her ass and another on her right breast. And kissing her on the neck. She asked me what r u doing without any conviction. She switched off the gas stove. She started to moan a little. I made her to turn. I. Carver promised to have Constance continue to look after me, even after I specifically told him I was fine looking after myself. Those White House guys really don't listen.When Constance returned from her bi-weekly meetings in town, I wanted to fill her in on my conversation with her boss, but she was way ahead of me. "The President called me in this morning, and questioned me at some length about your condition, prospects, and likelihood of survival. He seems sincerely concerned about you,. "I don't see anything!" Seamus exclaimed angrily. "You washed my dried cum off, didn't you?" No!" I responded, beginning to sob. "I-I would never w-wash it off without your say-so!" I think she's telling the truth," said one of the other boys. "I can't see anything, but she smells of dried jizz!" Th-thank you!" I replied, falling to my knees in supplication, grateful that he had validated me. My reward? This unknown boy stepped forward, pulled down his pants, gripped my hair in both hands, snd. She sighed and wondered again how she got herself into these things.Just an hour ago she had stopped into the office to drop off some things from her sales run. Samples and a few contracts and more than a few promissory notes. John had been there when she arrived. He too was dropping off those same types of things on his own desk.When she walked in he looked up at her with a wordless raise of an eyebrow. She had smirked in his direction and wondered what he’d be like in bed. He was a good.