Setting: The Watergate in a penthouse bedroom overlooking the Capitol and Washington Monument.“Tell me about the tattoo.” Remy asked Jackie in bed...“You think you can get me wet and I will tell you everything!” Jackie teased.“You like the pain?” Remy quizzed.“Don’t be gentle.” Jacqueline huskily whispered to Remy.“You like it to hurt?” The congresswoman’s lover opened her soul.“Yes. I caused a lot of pain in battle and killed many.” Jackie admitted.What started as taps on her bottom with Jackie. Of course before coming here I'd researched as muchas I could about the way littles were treated. There were only a fewbrief chances I had to get onto the website to look at uniforms, but Ihadn't paid a ton of attention to the girls uniform. I knew as a boy itwould have been basically khakis, a button down shirt, a tie, and ablazer. The girls from what I had seen had a few more options that wereallowed. I never looked closely, but I remember thinking it was a dresscode that seemed straight from. Hoping anyway, if they’re okay with everything.” “Yeah, I’m thinking it might. Their place or ours, or maybe even a motel if everyone feels that one of our homes would be awkward or something. Do you think maybe we should hold off, save our, umm, sexual energies?” Alli smiled and hugged me. “Well I’ll be fine either way because, as you pointed out, I’m an insatiable wench, but you need to decide about that for yourself.” She leaned away again and used her finger to tilt my chin up before. Cheryl turned slowly a couple of times, then bent over, cupping her c-cup tits and jiggling them as I continued taping.She did a slow, seductive walk over to the little bar and picked up the glass of white wine I had ready for her, and took a couple of sips.“I hope the studs show up on time, I am getting very horny,” she commented as I moved closer, the camera roving up and down her petite body.Another sip of wine, her tongue giving the glass a sultry lick.The doorbell rings, and Cheryl gives.