Thank you." She kissed me on the cheek.I realized what had been nagging at me. "I don't remember telling you my name..." It is Alan, isn't it?" Yep. B...t when did I tell you?" I guess you didn't." She paused for a second, and then said "I'm psychic. Just so we're even, my name is Dee."She didn't seem to be kidding."Um, psychic? Really? You read my mind to get my name?" You don't believe me." She didn't seem offended."Well...I'm a scientist. We don't believe in that sort of thing," I said. He teased the knickers aside and lapped at my intimate flesh. My slit was dripping, my clit aching for his touch. He teased. Fuck, how he teased me. Probing and flicking. Tickling and licking.There. Oh, God, yes. Right on the button. I ran my hands down over my tits, my ribcage, my taut belly, my velvet pubic mound. Mmm. Soft lips sucked on my index finger. I buried it inside me and offered it to his lips again. He sucked it clean. Now his mouth was on my clit and his fingers were inside me. In. This is not as a father, but as your president.As a father this has been the hardest decision I have ever had to make. I was reluctant with my decision. And I am certain that many of you were probably expecting different response. But I cannot put my personal life in the way of the country’s welfare. I cannot, just as we cannot as a nation cower in fear. I do not want this for my child any more than I want it for your children. If I do not make a stand then what does that show? It will show. When Mr Johnson challenged her she just said that she’d forgotten her costume.Mr Johnson was off sick for the first 2 swimming lessons after half term and Mr Wilson had to take us to the swimming. When Pier and I walked out of the changing room for the first of those 2 lessons, Mr Wilson just stared at us. Piper and I had talked about that moment on the bus there and in a way I was disappointed that Mr Wilson didn’t start shouting at us. Instead, he just stared at us.There was no name calling.