“Why don’t you take them right off sir?” she said softly her eyes widening as I slipped then down to my ankles and stepped out of them, “WOW�...� she said looking as my cock pulsed up and down, “I don’t think you are going to be able to piss out of that” she said laughing.I looked down at her and with the brightness in the bar behind her I could see through the thin fabric of her dress and with it being pulled up by her arms her hemline was right by her little white gusset, MmmI lifted up my shirt. His cock stiffened more. He slid his arm farther over her shoulder and moved up closely to her side so that his body was touching hers.Gerald could tell by the time they finished the second cooler that she was well on her way to being half-intoxicated. He had pressed his leg against hers. He had the whole side of his body touching hers. He noticed she didn't move away; on the contrary, she stayed up close to him.He mixed a third cooler, and while they were drinking, he suddenly said: "I think. They staked out Morton, the gym and the house.The media had filed several court challenges that my White House was denying reasonable and proper access to the media. There were insufficient news conferences along with insufficient access to the President. The public has a right to know - they argued in court that the freedom of the press trumps all other rights and secrecy needs of the government.I was left to move around from the gym to the house by the tunnel and of course, I could be carried. She loved me, but it felt a little more like the love she would have for a sibling or a close friend. Day two of our trip was now gone and I had not once had any sex with my own wife. Little did I know that would basically be the case for the rest of the trip, and beyond.Day three began with Stacy still in a bit of a post sex haze, but she had a renewed zest for things. She was eager for us to go to the pool and lay out and swim. She slipped on her tiny black bikini, the one with the thong.