Each turn, turned me on more and more! Strange we spent so many nightsin the same bed but this was the first time I ever wanted him!Now I wanted him m...re!I got up the courage to finally make my move!When he finally turned and laid on his back, I patiently waited to see ifhe'd turn again.His breathing was shallow and I could see the rem from his closed eyes so Iknew he was soundly asleep. I remembered when we were in Atlantic City noteven lightning woke him up!I knelt by the side of the bed. I. I was a bit hesitant at first on how to approach, gathered some courage and asked her it is related to biology. She said ok and I continued saying “ma there is this subject called human anatomy and a chapter about female genital parts which I’m not able to understand”. She asked me what it was about as she didn’t understand. I slowly lifted my hand and pointed towards her nighty over her pussy. She gave a furious look and asked me didn’t your faculty explain this. I said they did but I’m not. Until he could take it no more. We decided to take our action to the bedroom where I laid down on the bed and he climbed on top of me and kissed me with amazing passion. Then he leaned back and gave me a wicked smile. “What?” I asked. He said nothing, but pulled my left arm up and away from my body and fastened it to the corner post on the bed. I knew that I should try to fight, but I had been wanting this all day. He then tied my right arm to the opposite post of the bed so that both arms were. I could see one of two things happening. Either they would decide to swear me in as President, or they could decide to wait until they had proof that George Bush was dead, something that might take years, if it was even possible. If they chose Option Two, I was the lamest of lame duck Presidents, doomed before I even started. There was even the possibility they could make me live in the Vice President’s mansion until I was sworn in, making me an international laughingstock. “Fair enough.” I.