Anne was lying in repose on the sofa, eyes smouldering. She reached for her glass and drew it to her lips. Stan couldn't help but follow with his eyes...as she took a mouthful of the wine, clearly enjoying it but maintaining eye contact with her lover."Maybe we'll order the food later," Stan said, huskily as he laid a hand on her knee and gradually stroked up her leg. The dress did not interfere as he moved up white, soft, silky thigh towards the damp heat at the top. He huffed as his fingers. .." Enough." Senator Clinton snapped. "Mr. Majority Leader, I believe that there was a motion for cloture first on the agenda?" I beg your pardon, traitor? Nothing can be more important then hearing what I have to say."Clinton resisted the urge to tell this ass exactly what she thought of him.Another Senator did not. "I object! How dare you?" I dare because she was evil enough to..."I slammed the gavel down. "Enough of this. This is not a school shouting match. The motion of cloture previously. They were only twenty including the teacher. Fink counted eleven male and nine female. It was not the ratio he had hoped for. He squeezed his way into the elevator and pushed the button for the fifth floor. The elevator was roomy. After all it had to pack in several huge titted bimbos. Nevertheless it was a very tight squeeze with little room for movement."So what are we going to see?" asked one of the girls."Hey can we conduct some medical experiments on those two down in reception?" asked one. Fir maine kapde badle aur Lata ko bulaya. Par woh ayi nahi.Me: Maa Lata kaha pe hai?Mom: Beta woh abhi tere papa ke sath hai bedroom mein. Actually main meri dost ke sath bahar jaa rahi hun aur papa ko bohut mood tha. Toh aaj maine Lata ke sath karne bhej diya. Main nikalti hu raat ko aa jaungi.Me(feeling sad): Ok mom bye.Main papa ki bedroom taraf gaya toh bohut zor zor se awaz aa rahi thi. Papa jungli ki tarah karte hai Lata ke sath aur bohut gandi galiyan bhi dete hai. Fir main apne bedroom.