Jack smiled with all of his teeth showing and then Christa fell to her knees. She came to him and her hands found their place on his crotch. She undid...his pants and pulled them down to his knees. His cock sprung right out and she immediately grabbed onto it. "Oh, Jack, you still like to get kinky with your lady?" My eyes focused on Christa's left tit, but it was only inches away from Jack's cock with was a decent size at about eight inches. "I love you, baby," Christa said, just before she bent. " She was smiling, so I knew there was at least, a bit of mirth in her statement."What do you need, that I haven't thought of, or provided?"She was suddenly shy. "Honestly, Kevin. I am – we are – fine. You have been amazing, and I can never thank you enough but I will try ... Thank you."Her eyes were wet as she said that, and I didn't want to go down the hero worship path, so I changed the subject, just slightly. "If you don't mind, tell me about your lives before things became difficult."She. I needed a flat, with its own entrance. The obvious option wasn’t an option, considering how my willpower had done so far.In the morning I started looking for a place, and luckily found one pretty quickly, on the top floor of a converted house, with a landlord who’d been holding out trying to avoid letting to students. It was basically an attic, and we (the illegal schoolgirls and I, of course) would have to climb up an exposed fire escape to the door, but it was in an area full of student lets. I turned my gaze on him. “Oh, I disagree. I’d like to discuss commitment with you, George. You know, the difference between commitment and involvement. Man to man.” I turned back to the other two. “You two are excused.”They stared at me, and then stared at Bush when he said, “Why don’t you two go out for a bit and have a drink? We’ll be done in a few minutes.”The Governor and I waited until all the doors clicked shut, and then he turned back to me, a hard look on his face. “I don’t care what.