" I feel the same way, Becky. I don't care whether my career is left inshambles or not anymore. I used to think it would matter a lot, but youridea of... living the simple life on a ranch is starting to look like theonly truly sane ambition among the lot of us." Thank you for saying that, Gabby." You're welcome, Becky. You know I love you. If I or the Swan Songcommittee can't come up with a plan, Swan Song will be terminated andyou and Chuck will be safe. Will that bother you?" No, Gabby, it. It was really wierd for me to go into the apt, and see the guy grilling on the patio....with his wife, whom I just pounded a week ago, acting like I was just a neigbor guest. My cock was so hard, not knowing what was happening...the guy and I chit-chatted and she came in to the living room, popped in a bi-video, and our night was on.....after some play on the couch, she had us both take our clothes off. I remember the great feeling sitting next to this guy on the couch, our cocks sticking up. Within ten minutes two police cars pulled into his driveway and a lieutenant and a captain knocked on the door.He explained that he and Maggie were supposed to go to dinner that night and she would never have been this late without calling."Senator," the captain asked, "I hate to ask such a question, but are you and Mrs. Parsons having any problems?" No, definitely not. And I don't mind you asking whatever question you feel you have to ask. I realize that you're only doing your job." Do you. I squint my eyes and stick my tongue out at you, forcing the little ball on my tongue bar up against my lip. You are such a brat. I may just eat all these eggs for that. And youre the one who needs to be punished, my nipples hurt. I carry the skillet over to our plates and push the eggs on, then pull out the toast and butter it. Im assuming you want orange juice with that? I look over as you cross towards the table and sit down. Of course. Ill grab it. Dont worry about it babe, Im already.