While the military briefer used maps and gun-camera footage to excite the global media, Bobby was handed a single page pres statement for him to read....Glaring at Madeline, Bobby snarled, "Just as soon as I get hold of your General, we're going to have a discussion of just who's in charge here."Madeline, her loyalties torn between her commander and her lover, tried to mutter explanations but was cut off sharply when Stuart appeared, telling Bobby that he was on stage next. Bobby's briefing was. Get out of those clothes.”Deborah watched as I slid off the bed, peeled off my t-shirt, then pushed my jeans down and allowed my cock to spring free. “I see you are enjoying this as much as I am.”“How could I not?” I asked as I rejoined her on the bed.“She reached down and stroked me a couple of times. “Don’t forget my back massage.”“Yes ma’am.”Straddling her thighs I leaned forward and began deeply massaging her shoulders and neck. It was no accident that my cock pressed down deep in the cleft. He couldn't face telling me the truth, indeed, couldn't face the truth that was obvious to everyone except him and me.Clutching at my strawman, I wouldn't let him go. I manipulated him to where I wanted him to be, not where he wanted to be. That was my need, not his.I know I'm not 'fixed' or 'cured.' Justin told me I'd 'taken the first step to recovery.' I wish he'd stop reading those damned recovery books! He so needs to be the bloody expert on everything! He wants me to stay here, but I know. She doesn't have the patience for it. It's the only thing I do have patience for."Nothing. Except, of course they'll arrest me of corruption of a minor." He pull Leigh away from me and starts mutter to himself. "If we ... let's see ... one, two, step, back, no. One, two, turn, yes, like that but stay out ... step, Connie, let me hear the music again." He listens for a moment. "Yes, ok." We redo that section. Then he leave us to work on it and moves to the next pair.We move through the steps..