Every man has needs Dave. But I will no longer waste time giving a speech." What he does next catches me completely off guard.He slides onto the bed a...nd traps me between his legs. He smells of sweat and dirt. The next thing he says is in a whisper right into my ear."I won't tell your mother of your perverted little secret as long as I can use you as my cum bucket. Anytime I want you. Your debt will be payed off by the end of the summer. What do you say Dave?"At first I was shocked. I thought of. I really wished that my daughter lived a little closer so I could spend more time with Cindy, but after Bill’s company transferred them to Denver, well, I guess it all worked out for the best. Anyway, Cindy had grown up to be a real lady and was now graduating from high school and going to college next fall. I don’t know where just yet, she changes her mind every other week, just for good measure. As I found 24C - I always chose the isle seat, arthritic knee you know, so I can at least walk. ..right on her. She had drawn veritcal lines on her face. Overall, she looked like a cross of something out of Mad Max and Dawn from Cry for Dawn."Sup man!" Hi Jess!" At barely 5 foot, her head only came up to my chest, but I could still feel her huge tits press against me as she gave me a hug. I just prayed that she didn't feel my erection press against her. "It's been too long." Let's go inside." We go inside and I ask for a table outside. At first, the hostess said no because it was getting. The original National Security Council meeting three days ago had been 9 people including Josh Luceno, President Phillip Proctor's personal assistant. Also present was the director of the new Military Intelligence Service, Robin Tyson. All told, the One Fairview Lane conference room was crammed with 33 officials. A small meeting of five or six or even nine could be informal. The larger the meeting, the more rigidly formal it had to be in order to assure some would be heard. President Proctor.