!" "...a goddamned imbecile is what you are! Get out! You're finished..!"Finally, the door to the Oval Office opened, and out ran an aide - an ex-aide... by the look of it - sniffling and red in the face, clearly holding back tears.Senator Cruz heard some laughter coming from his left. There sat President Trump's personal secretary, a young, beautiful woman who couldn't have been more than twenty. She was smiling widely and recrossing her legs from behind her desk. She clearly enjoyed watching the. :‘Honesty is the best policy.’ Amy had told him once at her house.: Sorry. I don’t know what to say. I can barely type. I’m all over the place. :: Me too... : She replied.Do I tell her I love her? Is that too soppy? Do I say it’s all a mistake? Is it?: I miss you... : Now that he had sent it, it looked really lame. Pathetic. Why do people bother with relationships?{br} : Me too... :Simon thought of several responses. Even typed a few of them out, only to delete them before he hit the enter. "Now, Spike dear," Jericho breathed heavy into his ear, "I would just loosen the grip on that piece, unless of course you want me to tighten my grip on your piece."Spike's eyes widened with Jericho's hold on him. "Boys, help me, please," he pleaded to the men around him who just turned away in fear."They can't help you, Spike. I'm the only one that can help you, now. An' I have everything I want right in my hand." He stuck his tongue deep into Spike's ear and squished it around.Spike's eyes. Do something, well it\'s OK with me.\" Frankly I was hoping they would, I was turned on at the thought of watching them, but I didn\'t want to make it sound like I wanted them to put on a sex show for me.Steve looked thoughtful, then said \"OK, I\'ll talk to him about it.\"He called me a few days later, and we set something up for Sunday afternoon. The three of us went for a swim in the pool, then returned to my apartment where I had some spaghetti cooking. We relaxed with some wine Steve had.