I think I should go home with her.”During this interchange Quentin had come in and was listening. “An alternative would be that she could join us ...f she is in London. Apart from our company we have another thing with which to cheer her up.”“Oh please anything.”“I fast-tracked the checks we told you we had to do, that why I am a but late but as I thought nothing concerning came up about Emma or Diana. So we can happily employ both. Actually I will rephrase that we will enthusiastically employ. There was some discussion of my military record, which was considerably more exemplary than either of theirs. Cheney had been a major league draft dodger, getting about a half dozen deferments; Bush had served in the Texas Air National Guard, and his service there was suspect at best. Both wanted to learn about the Bronze Star, and that surprised me. I would have thought they could have gotten somebody at the Pentagon to unearth it (Cheney had been Secretary of Defense and Bush’s father had. I wasn't sad. I wasn't excited or content. I wasn't anything. The words Joey spoke to me I just didn't bother to comprehend, for I didn't feel the need to. I had no motivation to do anything. I think I would have just stopped breathing if it hadn't been automatic.Joey had to take control of my body several times while I was like that. He kept me from wetting the bed and otherwise took care of my body's needs while my brain was numb like that.We were in some car he had hitched us a ride with. He came back and looked at me with my hair up and lip stick on. “What’s this?” he said. “Start driving and I’ll show you” as he pulled away I reached over to his pants and started to rub his crotch. I got on my knees in the passenger seat and unzipped his pants. “I need your cock” I said. I pulled it out and started to suck him off as he was driving. My ass sticking in the air as my head was bobbing up and down in his lap. His cock got so hard as I sucked him. I kept going until we got to the.