And thinking this, Abbie feels her cunt tremble and clench. ‘Good gravy, girl, even thinking about someone else being taken over a knee excites you.... Get real,’ Abbie chastises herself.But Abbie is not the only one throbbing right now. Grace, finishing clean upstairs, goes into Abigail’s room last and, seeing the remains from last night, her cunt goes into overdrive. See the hairbrush and leather paddle ready at hand, the new version of the rules now, makes her smile some that Abbie must. To my surprise, Paul and Jessie were fondling each other like lovers, and Sara was hugging them both. I could not tear my eyes away from Jessie's perfect breasts, now being kneaded by Paul and Sara. Her nips were sticking out almost as much as her mother's did, dark and plump on swollen, cone-shaped areolas. Two hands were pinching them, one male, one female. Meanwhile, Jeff and Elly were playing with my own nipples. I wished I had those perfect tits of Jessie's, and began to weep at the fact. Whatever crisis I was about to be handed would surely be covered somewhere within Shelly’s notes.My driver and bodyguards were accustomed to hauling me all over Washington, but we were rarely summoned to the White House before eight A.M. As I was admitted through the front door, I was feeling some trepidation about the problem.Instead of being shown into the Oval Office, I was taken out back through a seldom-used exit and led to the Executive Office Building where almost all of the real work. He turned to his colleague, the buxom brunette DC Anderson. “You know what sort of shit used to go down here?”“No. Should I?”Blakely signed under his breath. “Fuckin newibes.”“Go, fuck yourself. I was transferred from another city… coz you guys were so useless, remember?”“Understaffed and underfunded. Not useless.”Anderson gazed at the smoking grand facade of this once proud house. A sad end for such an impressive building. She stood still for a moment and wondered what 141 Western Approaches.