I made my way down the path and sat on the bench that was situated so that you could see the river gently roll by, covered by the shadow of the bridge... you could watch people off in the distance walking along the path, which you would hardly see considering people didn't seem to want to go out that often anymore. I sat down and noticed out of the corner of my eye that on the other side of me a gentleman had sat down on the bench located next to me. He looked like your typical skinny boy office. She was oozing away ands i was licking it all. “i am leaking babuji. I am not able to control it” she said. I was too busy to reply. “do you like what you are doing babuji?” She asked. Lifting my head, i asked her, “do you like what i am doing?” She nodded her head and said, “haan. Bahut.” Bahut pyaara lagraha hai” i was intent on licking her and found that she was enjoying it, as her thighs were now pressed on my head, and she was holding on to it, ruffling my hair. I came up for a breather. We all had weights that were hung from the various rings and I had a lead attached to my ball stretcher so I could be led around. We looked pretty special when fully dressed and there would be no need to take anything off to have any kind of sex. After a final check that we were ready we made our way down stairs to the boys and the wolf whistles was proof enough that we had done a good job. We paraded for the men and gave them a good look at the wares that although they had already partaken,. Yes, we would be happy to take donations, and Brew and I were working on some fundraisers, but if you can write the big check yourself, or get a few rich friends to help, it becomes vastly easier. Congress was rapidly becoming a millionaire’s club; the Senate had been one for years. Brew was figuring I would need to raise more than the average, because Andy Stewart was a power on the Banking Committee and was going to have a fat war chest courtesy of the banks who liked him. We would need.