I don’t think any of us care too much which way they go. That’s how it’s going to be during Gwen’s remaining time in office.”“Yeah, howeve... short that time may be,” laughed Gwen. “I like this approach to handling the situation. Congress will have to deal with the problem, not I. I won’t even admit that I consider it an issue. If they can’t accept my actions as President, they’ll have to remove me. We have thousands of politicians that would love to serve as our next President, so I won’t be. ”I opened the door to walk out. Leaning against the opposite wall in the hallway, staring at me, were Allen and my mom. My life was over. I could see the tears streaming down Allen’s cheeks. My mom was just shaking her head with fire in her eyes. They looked at Jacques through the open door, still laying there with his cock laying on his stomach. Allen looked at me.He said, “Well, I see now why you couldn’t stay away. Impressive. Jan, you might as well stay. You no longer have a home to go to.. I sat reading, it was a beautiful morning, the sun shone and the grass and trees all seemed greener, I scanned the immediate vicinity where I sat, from behind my polarized shades, it was then I noticed the color change, the hues of green masking the fleshy tones of man, a nude man, busy with himself, he was obviously enjoying my company, even if I was not supposed to know of his presence and as I sat there looking at him, doing something illegible, in the eyes of lawmakers, but not to my. Once he is done, he squeezes my sore bottom. "Go and prepare food for this evening. I have visitors coming at five o'clock." "Yes, Master," I say and remembering this time, leave the room on my hands and knees. *** It is starting to get dark and before the guests arrive, my Master commands me to come into the front room. I enter (on my hands and knees). "Stand up," he instructs. I do so and he lifts me onto the windowsill. Climbing up himself, he ties my wrists together then loops the rope over.