I should know by this time. God, but such a fool!"It was obvious that she was totally unfit to fight this day and Amanda turned to the manager apologe...ically. She hoped he would take the disappointment philosophically!"Sorry! We'll have to scratch this appearance. She should be fine next week. I mean, look at the poor girl, she's white as a sheet and looks as if she could throw up at any minute!"To say that the manager was annoyed would be a fairly irresponsible understatement. Amanda had never. After all, I won't be able to manage any campaigns anytime soon. It would be a bit difficult as First Lady. Mind you, I don't want to manage any campaigns but yours in the future. I'm totally loyal. I plan to be First Lady of the United States in time, my love."Of course, with all of these pregnancies, my pussy will be sore between deliveries. Guess you'll just have to make do with the bridesmaids. Well, at least in the pussy. A proper slave should make sure that at least two of her bridesmaids. "Chrissie set his purse on the couch and stood up and walked toward theclosed bedroom door. Over his shoulder, he said, "As a lawyer I havealways had a gift for oral persuasion; let me give it a try."Carol shrugged her shoulders in consent. She and Sue sat in the livingroom, and drank wine and waited the outcome of the bedroom summit. Theywaited, 10, 20, 30, minutes and still nothing. Just as Carol was aboutto go find out what was going on, the bedroom door opened and the two'ladies' walked. Marcy stepped back from Jack and his limp cock plopped out easily. She contemplated taking it into her mouth, sucking off his cum and tasting her own juices intermixed with his, but she decided to save that for another time. They rinsed off and then headed out to the pool bringing some drinks and they relaxed in the lounge chairs. She looked at him laying there with his impressive organ in a semi-erect state and she could not resist taking it in her mouth. She sat naked on the lounge before.