She wondered if Lauren was lying and asked, "How do you know it was my car as there isn't any of my paint on the scratch?"Lauren replied tersely, "A w...man told me she saw you trying to park and hit my car. She said you looked and when you saw the scratch you looked around to see if anyone saw you and when you thought no one had you just parked the car and walked in to the shops. This woman checked though and saw the scratch and told me."Mrs Brown thought for a moment but was still unsure as she. She felt his presence but she had decided to keep looking ahead. He slowly reached across with his free hand and touched her on the shoulder as his hand slipped down her arm and around under her breast. She tensed but still didn't look his way or say anything. Whether he was encouraged by her silence or simply didn't care he now moved behind her and caressed her ass with both hands moving them around to her front up to her breasts and then down to her pussy. He pulled her to him as his fully. M. CST White House Residence, Washington, DCWhen the door to the Residence opened the first thing Art noticed was the relaxed, yet determined look on The President's face. He motioned Art forward and said, "Art, I need you to have The Vice President come to the Oval office, please. After that, we'll need about thirty minutes undisturbed, thank you." Yes, Mr. President and thank you, Sir," Art replied as he watched the firm stride of his boss headed for his office. Flipping open his cell, Art. I've made the same promise to the people who live in the houses below. It is my responsibility."After breakfast, Mom and D had their discussion, with me listening in. I could see Mom close her eyes while thinking of the cruelty of the men who had held the girls. After listening, she told D, "Let me call the doctor and have a private word with her. She might want to treat these women out here instead of at her office. That will give her a chance to visit with us as well."Mom has to be one of the.