How may I be of service, Sir?"He was nervous.I needed focused."Rick, if we are going to get along, you need to lose the nervous feeling and get used t...o speaking with me. I've sent someone to bring you to the residence, so you can help get me up to speed on a bunch of details related to national security. Can you do that for me?" Of course, Sir. But wouldn't you want someone ... you know, Sir ... bigger, or more important than an analyst?" After that answer, I liked him more and more."Actually. We lived in a large house positioned at the top of a small hill that was the highest point on our land. It was surrounded by large cottonwood trees that helped keep it cool on the hot humid summer days. We had hundreds of acres of field crops, many animals and a large pond with fish. There were four large buildings where the slaves lived as well as several barns and other outbuildings. They were kept separated by the sexes and not allowed to live together. There was a time in the evenings. Alright, I think we know why you’re here.” She walked up to him and gave him a quick, short kiss, then pulled away. Tim could feel a boner rising in his pants. Another kiss, this one much longer and fiercer. This time she whispered in his ear “I want you baby!” She quickly reached down and grabbed his hardening cock. ‘Ah, thought Tim, that feels so good!’ “Do you like that baby?, she asked.” “Oh yeah, replied Tim, yeah!” They dropped onto a plush sofa and started to make out again. . Grines smiles and says, ‘I had a feeling you were going to say that,’ as he pushes a button on his watch. Two seconds later the door to the oval office bursts open and the two agents he placed there enter. Everyone in the room look toward the door expecting to see Secret Service agents enter instead they see them lying on the ground either dead or unconscious. ‘Ah, we’re all dead!’ Lapinsky shouts as she climbs over the top of the couch. McKinsey is on his feet rushing toward his desk while.