Wouldn't dare go to anyone else. No one else would be good enough for me. That's a fact. I really need to call him. My cell phone is in my pocket, ri...ht were it's been all day. I text him during class. I can't help it. I need him. I just love the way he talks dirty to me during school. Well, texts dirty. On occasion I sneak to the bathroom and call him. Of course, this always calls for punishment when I get home. He says a good girl should always concentrate on her studies and hang out with. The President then asked, "Do we have a consensus on holding congressional elections in seven weeks?" Everyone nodded in assent. She looked at her calendar. "Okay, that will make the primary on February 24th, and the general election three weeks later, on March 17th. Ah, St. Patrick's Day."The President paused for about ten seconds. "Good. I would like to turn to some other issues we face. I feel that we are on the right track with several of the proposals I announced last night, particularly. They dug their fingers into my knotted muscles. I groaned as they worked their magic. My women were all around me, whispering, giggling, talking. A pair of panties fell before me. Pink satin. Pam's. A skirt joined it, Melody's. She never wore panties if she could get away without them.They kissed above me. Melody and Pam's naked bodies pressed tight, round tit to round tit. I smiled, staring at their legs rubbing together, their dainty feet shifting. Melody had painted her toenails a bright. One day during travel, I was hearing some songs in my headphones. She said that she too wants to hear. I gave both pair of headphones, but she took only one and attached the other to my ears.As she was hearing, she leaned on my shoulders and was in half sleep. The car was passing in a dark four-way track. In that dim light, she was glowing. Then my colleague adjusted the hair strands on her forehead and even I tried to control my finger tips glazed around her soft cheeks and came near lips.My.