" I was trying to get in touch with Brandon O'Malley," I said as I dug through my dresser for a clean pair of socks. "He gave me his business card a f...w weeks back." When did you get his business card?" the voice asked."It was the day the union had their protest and march against the new CAP regime. So it was before the Defense Forces Special," I answered. I had a complete set of clothing so I picked up my phone to carry it into the bathroom.I was setting everything on the counter in. The more she saw of her brother during the next weeks, as he proved his mettle in politics, the more she adored him, to the point that his strength as a national leader made him appear in her dreams, and then one day she panicked, because she had fucked him in one of those dreams.She awakened with a very wet cunt, to think of her successful, powerful brother, the President of the United States. He was a great guy, she always knew, but now the country knew it too, and she was proud of him. The. My husband was away at a conference and would not be back until sometime the following afternoon, so I had time alone to get a few little rather annoying jobs done. I had been to the local DIY store and bought several pots of paint and rather a lot of wallpaper. David was not very handy at certain things, so the decorating was down to me. I had decided to start on the smallest of the bedrooms which was very much in need of a full renovation. Luckily, I had a makeshift gown which I always wore. My parents moved to the Canaries a few years ago, after I graduated from university; my mother’s got rheumatism and the climate there is a lot easier on her than ours here.” I nodded in understanding. And who wouldn’t want to live a thousand miles closer to the equator, rheumatism or not. “I hope you’re not lonely, living on your own.” She bit her lip cutely, unwilling to respond, and I felt that I had touched a sore point. “Have you been in our house before?” I quickly changed the topic. “No..