“So now that you are a big-time coach and all, what are you doing tonight?” Mac asked, surrounded by his staff.“I don’t know. I was going to g...o out to hear some live music.”“Are you still doing that?” He turned to his staff. “This guy is not just a great coach. He has one of the best blues voices you will ever hear. He was in a band in Kansas City called “They Only Look Dead” that was the bomb.”“First I didn’t have anything. I was IN a band of great musicians and I just tried to stay out of the. She was setting on the couch, her face buried in her hands crying. I was confused. “What’s wrong Baby, did Cindy upset you?” She looked at me, tears were rolling down her cheeks and she looked so scared.“Baby, talk to me, what the hell’s wrong?” “OH Frank, I have fucked up so bad, I have done you so wrong.” “Kathy!, What are you talking about, what have you done wrong?” She motioned for me to set down beside her. “Frank, when Cindy and I were talking I told her about us fucking and you. He looked at me and said that I could take out my hard cock and stroke it if I wanted.While I pulled down my trousers, Maura did the same with her jean shorts.I stood behind this slutty Ana’s girlfriend, enjoying the sight of her soaking wet pussy, her shaven labia completely spread out and her cunt wide open.Her asshole was very dark tight hole, in contrast with her pink pussy lips. I stroked my cock hard, dreaming about this tiny little rosebud.Maura suddenly stopped and turned her face to. ”“I really think that kills off any chance of going further. Wouldn’t you agree, Governor?” prompted Cheney.“Congressman, I haven’t made any decisions yet, but I suspect you may be more use to a Bush Administration as the Majority Whip, and perhaps, someday, Majority Leader or Speaker of the House,” said Bush.“Of course, sir. Believe me, I understand. Please let me know if there is anything more I can do for you or the campaign.” We all shook hands, and I took my leave.So much for any hopes for.