Mentioned she'd like to have me tribute her LIVE. Said she had done that before with a couple guys and they always liked it and she got really hot. ...I had never done one before but heard and seen and was extremely excited about the idea, so we set a time both of us were available to chat. Mmmmmmm was I excited. All week the messages back and forth, the teasing and her telling me I better not cum til Saturday night. I was so excited I think I was aroused every day most of the day. I could. I had dropped as soon as it was over, and people understood some of the budget problems it had caused but getting shot had boosted me back to the low 70s. (Nothing like almost getting killed to make you popular. Try it sometime and find out!)Still, I managed a campaign swing every weekend through the remainder of the election season. I would fly into a town on Friday night, meet the Congressman or candidate, and give a speech and attend a fundraiser. Saturday morning, I would travel to a nearby. She said she needed the car, he said he needed a payment to drop the vehicle back off of the tow bar. Denise was in tears, if she did not have a way to work, she was finished. She asked the attendant if there was anything she could do. He eyed Denise’s figure up and down. He said yeah there was something she could do and by the tone of voice he used she understood what he wanted. Denise said, “OK, just not here.” The attendant told her to get in his tow truck; they were not far from a place. He. .” “Shhh!” he hissed, stroking my buttocks as he squeezed me, pressing the swelling in his trousers hard into my tummy. “It’s okay – no, it’s great. Great to see you… and you look… really lovely!” I didn’t believe him for a minute but it was exactly the right thing for him to say. “I was so worried when you didn’t write,” he went on, “I thought you might have had regrets… changed your mind… or worst of all, started to hate me!” “But we said we wouldn’t write…” I began to protest but he cut me.