She took classes at night. She put in a couple of years as a paralegal. She took more classes online. She passed the bar exam in one try. It took me t...ree. We both went into government work, me into politics and her into justice. I made it to the White House. She made it to my closet on Air Force One via the secret passenger protocol that has its roots back in another President's term. The first secret passenger was code named "Bombshell". Sally's codename is "Cialis".For the next three days,. ‘…Ya, he’s still working on the project there.’ I looked at her with a passive look, and glanced over her shoulder to the open gate beside her house. ‘When is he getting back?’ I questioned. She closed one eye as she lowered her hand to scratch a spot on her well tanned arm. ‘in about two weeks, he’s going from there to france to fix something at the other site.’ I looked down and casually scraped some dirt off a corner of my table-saw with a nail. ‘He’s a busy guy.’ I said while looking up.. I see her smile when I talk about my jealousy. At times, she moves back and teases the tip of my cock with her warm wet slit. When she does that, I stop talking and moan in pleasure. I can see that she revels in teasing me. Eventually, I finish telling her about my night. She kisses me lovingly before whispering in my ear. “Thank you for letting me enjoy the best sex of my life.” This comment is a stab to my heart. Even though I am hurt and jealous, my dick responds my twitching with desire. ."Celeste could hear the uncertainty in his voice, she could tell he recognised her and was struggling with whatever was going on inside himCeleste:- "Jonah, look at me, remember me.."Jonah stared straight at her, he was trying to remember her, the face was so familiar, the voiceJonah:- "Celeste.."Celeste:- "Jonah.."Jonah was remembering, his memorys were fuzzy, this girl celeste, why did he remember her, why couldn't he hurt her, he was struggling with himself, with one last look at Celeste he.