There wasn't much chance that they would say no to that. There was a motel next door and since it was early in the day the parking lot was all but emp...ty. We drove our cars over to the back of the parking lot and I ordered Inga to undress. When she was naked I sent her over to the boy's ratty old minivan. They opened the door and pulled her inside in an instant. I reminded them that they needed to leave her rings and her tattoo alone but other than that they could feel her up and enjoy their. He knew what I liked, slim, hung and eager. He would tease me with fantasies as I worked him towards orgasm. He played with the danger of discovery and with the possibility that we could get caught just as his man milk launched from his throbbing penis onto my face and into my greedy mouth.I adored every moment of it. Then one day just before Christmas he told me he had a surprise for me and to come to his garage and allow plenty of time.I was full of trepidation for the first time in weeks but. “Oh.” She stopped dancing and stepped in close to Emily. “Kiki is suddenly tired of dancing. Do you want to go find Dennis?”Emily shook her head. “Maybe some other time? Dennis looks like he’s having a really good time tonight.”Kiki nodded, took Emily’s hand, and led her out of the club to where the small fleet of cars were parked waiting to bring their group home. Neither of them spoke until they were in the limo and moving. Even then, Kiki was content first to cuddle up silently, then to. The Vice President would be making this request on behalf of the President, but he is already in Athens helping coordinate supplies.”In a word, I was dumb.Struck dumb was exactly how I felt when Mr. Watson invited me to the White House.Contrary to what some people have said over my lifetimes, dumb is not a talent of mine. It is rare that I simply do not know what to say, but there I sat, on a crate, in what was left of western Lebanon, staring stupidly at the fellow that just asked me to drop.