A man I’d never seen before approached and I scrambled to my feet. He was dressed all in black leather and I demanded, “What are you doing here?�...“Madame Gabriella has sent for you. You will come with me." Wait, I need to get dressed.” The man handed me my robe. “No, I need to be dressed properly. I can't go like this." Yes, you can, and you will. Now, please, come with me."He held my arm tightly as if preventing me from running away, and he led me to a room I’d never been in before. As we. ”“What, who the hell did they kill?” asked the President.“They admit to the death of Kennedy,” said Simon. “However, they also admit that Kennedy knew about it and sanctioned it. He was one of the Presidents in the know, he had access to future knowledge.”“I find that hard to believe, why would any sane man allow himself to be killed? It is preposterous. Of all the things you have said so far this is the one thing that casts doubt over this time travel thing.” said the President.“As it happens,. You drive this land yacht home and be at my house in an hour. Don’t even think about saying no, you understand?”He just grinned and said “yes, dear.” Then he gave me another scorcher of a kiss and drove away. I practically ran home, jumping into the shower, choosing my outfit, and doing my makeup to perfection. I put a note on the door: “Come out back.”It was almost an hour exactly when he showed up. He walked into the back yard looking for me. “Angel?”I had let my platinum hair grow long and. At one point she squeezed my cock through my trousers until I was rock hard, and then stopped, leaving me very horny and flustered in the bar!When we got up to the room, we decided that I would take charge because I was into more aspects of watersports than her. Whilst she only liked being pissed on, I liked being pissed on but also wanted to piss on her. But most of all, I wanted to see her piss into her knickers. She had put on an especially tight pair for the occasion, and I refused to let.