They came on aweekly basis, more often, sometimes.He stood up and walked over to a small door set in the south wall of theOval Office, barely noticeab...e next to a bookcase and half-hidden by acurtain. He opened the door and walked through, carefully closing itbehind him. He turned the small knob that locked it."The Nap Room," he called it. It was a small room, probably a closetoriginally; no furnishings except a lamp on a small dark wood bedtable,a rack for his jacket and tie, and a _very. It was an obsession. One Sunday was a picture perfect day for golfing. The sun was out, no clouds in the sky, and the temperature was just right. The preacher was in a quandary as to what to do, and shortly, the urge to play golf overcame him. He called an assistant to tell him that he was sick and could not do church, packed the car up, and drove three hours to a golf course where no one would recognize him. Happily, he began to play the course. An angel up above was watching the preacher and. "Get up!" Devon gets up and approaches her. "I'm sorry I lost 'em. I was almost seen and I had to leave 'em behind, okay," he fakes an explanation.His crotch is at her eye level and she takes a moment to stare at his cloth covered hard on and notices the pre-cum stains on the fabric. "Why is your cock so hard and all wet, little boy," she asks him just as she slides a hand inside the leg opening of his tight briefs. Gwen grabs a hold of his stiff boned teen prick and begins masturbating him.. Steeped in heavy shadows, the gathering was unusually silent, waiting for the ceremony that was about to begin. Three deep bells rang through the halls echoed. As their rings disappeared from the halls, Leif spoke up from the hallway his voice resonating into the main room. ‘A life commitment, cultivated over time is not nearly as marked with achievements over adversity and enjoyment of the good times as that of Sir Glen and his Laurie. Our gathering here tonight is symbolic of all the people.