“Don’t you have something to say to me?”“Thank you, Mistress.”“You’re welcome, slut. And now you’re going to do something for me! I’... a bit thirsty, so you’re going to help prepare me a drink.”“Yes, Mistress Superior.”“So nice to see you adopting the right attitude.”She dropped his head before moving to a shelf where she retrieved the key to Francis’ restraints and a non-lubricated condom. They ordered condoms by the truckload at the Daughters of Lilith, these days. You could never have too. I drove by them looking for someone still in their car giving the "look" and there were a few but not really for my liking. I continued on around the main part of the park, and saw a few cars and guys talking by the lagoon, but nothing to impressive, so I settled on parking by the beach house in the lot by the trees.I was sitting there when I saw a car park up the lot and the guy got out, looked around, then looked at the ground and then walked into the woods. He was a mature guy, not to old. The girls and I talked an hour; it was in this conversation that I learned that Mom and Lisa were doing most of the cooking tomorrow for Saturday. I would be able sample some of the foods tomorrow night for supper.I went back to the Oval Office. While there I read over some bills that had been sent to my desk to sign into law. As with everything, there were notes stuck to them with various opinions from different advisors.Legal always had pages attached with how the law would affect the courts,. "You see, I'm not a 'nice guy!' I am sick of you looking down your nose at me and my hot white wife 'cause she is a stay-at-home mommy for our two and a half bi-racial k**s while you think you're too good to give my wimpy ass boss even one baby. So, if you want to come as bad as I think you do, that's gonna change."Then -- to my utter surprise -- he scooped me up off the barstool, and lifted me into his arms. I was terrified but aroused -- he was obviously bent on some kind of payback -- and I.