We were barely in the master suite when Samantha announced, "John, I am amazed at my feelings for you, but I can't do this. I won't do this. There is ...O WAY I will submit my life to the microscope that being with the Vice President requires of me."While you were in with the President, I watched CNN and saw myself torn to shreds by complete strangers, who THINK they know what a loser I would be as your Press Secretary. Then that half-wit, Wolf Blitzer, started to dissect my life, as if where I. As weeks, months, and then years went by, I became an increasingly constant figure at their house. I also became less and less, a figure at my own home. I was spending afternoons after school, and many weekends, helping Janice at their home, with her housework. I tended the babies, so that she could go out shopping alone, to have some free time, for herself.What was important for my development at that time was my infatuation for them, as a family. Janice became my role model.With them in my. .and here is the master bedroom”I was still holding her hands. We walked into her master bedroom. There stood the mirror which I have seen on the steamy selfies she had sent me.Me: “Wow.. so this is your fav place..where you take those hot selfies”Smita: shy and smiling “Yes it is.” she stood again near the mirror posing.. pouting and her ass outwards.I was looking at her. Her boobs and ass were popping out of her body frame, asking to be touched and groped. “I guess without that pants of. One of her other lovers had mentioned his interest so she thought he’d be a good candidate.The subject was occasionally part of role playing until one day when GF arrived bursting to tell me something. “I’ve told you about Roger. He’s going to be in town this weekend. That’s the person who wants to try a threesome with me. I’d only try it with men I really care about so are you ready?”“I guess so. How is this going to work?”“He is getting a nice hotel room with a big bed and Jacuzzi. We’ll have.