Mike laughed at a phrase that had become all too common amongst those who were charged with protecting the American people against those who wanted to...harm them. He asked, “Who are you voting for?”“Anthony Archer,” the cop answered with a grin. He added the campaign slogan, “He’s taking aim at terrorism.”“Maybe when there’s a new President, you and I can sit down for a drink,” Mike said.“I’d appreciate that,” the cop said. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a card. As he handed it to. Then he pushed me onto all fours and told me to follow him and not to look up at anyone. I crawled into the lounge and immediately I was confronted with six men with their pants down and cocks upright sitting on a couch together, a film playing in the background. They cheered and clapped as I came in and I knew immediately what my job was to be. For months he had showed me my real place in the world. I was a cum-dumpster, and I would take as many loads as I he wanted me to.I crawled to the cock. Mom is always questioning me about how many guys I let fuck me when I go out.”“You can’t be serious. Why should I do a threesome with you and my brother? No way. You really did i****t. No, not your brother. He’s like really old isn’t he? Well, thirty-nine is old to me, my father is that old for Pete’s sake.”“Okay I will consider it. But you will have to get me drunk first and then dare me to fuck him.”“I know, a fuck is just a fuck.”Heather came out of her room unexpectedly and saw me standing. When 6pm came and went I tried to call her cell phone but it went to voice mail the same happened at 7pm, 8pm and 9pm by now I was quite concerned and started to call her friends, none of whom could shed any light on her whereabouts, eventually at nearly 11pm her car drove into our driveway and Amanda breezed into our home in a intoxicated state and very very happy, she would not say where she had been only that she would tell me all about it after she had changed out of her work clothes and.