It was pretty nasty, all right, but nothing that over the top for political Washington. In fact, I had a hard time seeing what all the fuss was about;...and so, apparently, did more than a few of the commentators, who pointed out that yes, Sen. Golden did indeed seem to have strayed from the reservation, but he was young (relatively; he was somewhere in his late 40s), he was unmarried, and all things considered so what?And I was still a long way from understanding Susan's panic about the whole. "I need your cum. Spray your cum all over your faggot's face."I obliged, almost simultaneously exploding gob after gob of my cum onto my faggot's face. Insatiable, my cum-hungry faggot, my cum all over his face, took my cock back into his mouth. I reached for my phone deciding to capture this moment forever and demanded, "Smile, faggot,"He looked up and I snapped a picture with my cock still in his mouth and cum on his nose, forehead and hair. His eyes went big, clearly mortified by having. " I also found the note with three names attached to a stack of tri-folded, blue wrapped, sheets of papers. Anyone could tell by looking that they were lawyer's papers awaiting service. I took a look at the dates. The oldest was not quite a week old so they weren't too bad. On the note was written the dates of the attempts to serve and the results.After the sign painter leaves, I will have to deal with these, I thought. In the meantime I just sat there in a stupor drinking coffee. I had other. "Access Commissioner Zalewiki," here she turned and nodded to the man in blue, "Has informed Us that We, more than any of Our subjects, have a duty to uphold. You have access to the network. See that you use it wisely."She turned on her royal heel and brushed past the Commissioner.The Wanzor was stunned, "Excuse me, Vee, Commissioner. I believe someone has gotten a trifle too big for her britches. I'll just have a word or two with her." She followed Four out the door. She was very careful to.