"So what's the real reason you all wear the pajamas?" she asked."The real reason is that most of us are nudists and when company comes to the ranch we... need something we can throw on quickly. That's why the jackets are so long. Even if you don't get the pants on, you're covered." Roz stared at me, open-mouthed, and then started laughing.We had a good time petting the horses and feeding them carrots as we talked about how comforting animals can be and how they will listen to anything you have to. I watched him grin down at me,his eyes slowly travelling down the curves of my body.My pussy muscles clenched involuntarily and juices started to run downmy thighs, but it just made it so much sexier. We were both soaking with sweat and when Matt started to drag his fingers lightly up my legs, skirting the sensitive flesh at the joining place of my legsand continuing up over my hip bones, his touch felt like a honey coated heaven againstmy worked up skin, and I couldn't bite back a moan. My. Looks like your ride up went flawlessly. Congratulations and keep up the great work, you two." She held her grin, hoping it hid her trepidation and unease and spoke calmly looking at the nearest camera. Copy, Flight." Vaughan understood the Tech Twerps in Mission Control got hard ons just hearing her professional tone, "We concur. Vehicle performance within expected parameters. Thank you for getting us up here, Gang. Your long hours are paying off." "Concur, Houston." Lloyd echoed, "We're. No one working at the White House would get much sleep that weekend as staff members and economic advisers went from meeting to meeting trying to put together an economic package that the President would present to the nation on Sunday evening. The President had set up certain parameters that the program must have. The plan must retain the free market system, but should be set up in such a way that more people would benefit from it and would have a greater stake in seeing that the system.