He knew the Senator’s office was located in the Dirksen Office Building. He was telling the receptionist whose name plate said she was Monica Trimer...that he wanted a gallery pass. As he was waiting for his pass an exceptionally good looking blond in her mid-thirties years walked in and up to the desk to pick up some phone messages. She seemed to be in her mid-thirties and was dressed in a smart dark suit. She gave a quick “Good Morning” and walked into an office. Kevin’s quick impression of her. I stripped off my shirt so they could get me clean. The wound was about three eights of an inch wide and three inches long. It started right before and above my ear and ran back at a slight upward angle. The bleeding had mostly stopped and there wasn't much more we could do for it right now. I had Jamilah put some Neosporin on the cut and cover it with gauze before wrapping it turban style with cloth strips Zahrah found.When I was together as I could get, I sent Jamilah out to get me a couple. The feeling was stimulating. She held his head to her breast wanting the feeling to go on. He licked and kissed his way to the right breast and then blew a little air across the skin. When the nipple responded he sucked the nipple into his mouth. She could feel the moisture soaking her panties. She kissed the top of his head. He slid her panties over her bottom and then slipped out of his pants and underwear and pulled the oxford shirt over his head. She looked at his athletic body with. Not so much because she's enthralled with sleeping with me but because the other option would be to accept the offer that guy Freddie made to her, and her alone, to stay at his place across the hall. He's been all over her since we got here; staring at her with puppy dog eyes, asking if she's dating anyone and even offering her some Raisin Bran. How weird is that?It's been a lot of fun watching her squirm but I understand her snatching at Carly's offer like a drowning girl tossed a life.