“Well,” I said, “I didn’t text you about peeing per se, but if you think you could pee while getting your clit rubbed.” “Where is this com...ing from?” Heather asked. “Nothing. I just had a crazy sex dream last night and you were getting your clit licked and you peed while doing it. You really liked it in my dream and I woke up really aroused. That’s all.” “Okay,” she said. That seemed to satisfy her. “I don’t know if I’d like it or not. I’ll have to think about it, I guess,” Heather. But little by little the gap closed. It was painfully slow. His lips were only centimeters from mine. I closed the gap and kissed him. With the 'Okay' I had given him by kissing him, he lifted me up an set me on the back table. I could feel his boner against my mound. We kissed and I started taking off his shirt. He returned the favour by slowly removing my shirt and moving his lips to my neck. He paused and brought his lips to my ear and whipered "Happy 17th birthday." before kissing me again.. The brunette was very tall with a sleek curvy body, great asset and nice C cup breast. The red head was good height and voluptuous. I had noticed that they were both taking turns looking in my direction in kind of a flirting manner. I felt they were out of my league so I would just smile and go back to searching the dance floor. After a little while I had lost track of the beautiful couple and was getting a good buzz going. Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was the tall brunette. I don’t think he will ask us any direct questions and as long as he does not ask me a direct question as to the part the politicians play in our society, I will not have to lie to him. As you know, I hate it when I have to lie.”I opened my eyes and looked at the President. I told him that Bob and Sharna had a private message for him, and then asked him if he would meet with me privately in my office.When we were in my office with the door closed, I said, “Mr. President, Bob and Sharna.