“Not at all,” she replied, slipping her hand on to my thigh and edging it close to my hard on. “We are both adults, right?”“Yes, we are,” ... replied. Suddenly, I felt her hand on my crotch under the swirling waters of the hot tub.That’s when I woke up with a raging hard on, dazed and confused. I looked at my alarm clock. It was 3:15am. I turned over and tried to go back to sleep, desperate to complete the dream. Unfortunately, the dream was not completed that night.Then, last Friday, I was about. Not nuking DC and not killing the old Bushes, and then the most recent email I'd sent, made the Guardian Angel look even MORE moral. And by glaring contrast, the Government even LESS moral.The nation was MIGHTY relieved; except, I imagine, that part of the nation that was the Bush family. I would've LOVED to have heard their next family conversation [[it was exactly as you'd expect, including being highly amusing for me, but not so much for Dubya]]. The nation was thankful and amazed at the. She had always had this wild streak when it came to boys and she hadn’t ever changed. ?It says it on his card?? Hester giggled and then looked up to see Carrie’s stern face. The giggling stopped and she frowned at her older sister. ?Carrie, I did check on him, when he fell asleep for about an hour, after we had that awful lunch they served us. I know I shouldn’t have but I opened up his brief-case and read some of the reports that he was carrying. And I also watched him do stuff. "Oh god no, god no, that feels so good baby, that feels so good, Roger never does that, it feels so good," and she was coming again. But I still wasn't quite done. I rolled back over so that I was on top of her, then pulled out and tossed her over like she was a rag doll. I lifter her ass off of the bed and positioned myself before I said, "I'm going to fuck you in your ass right now. Your beautiful, amazing ass. An ass this perfect needs to be taken, and I'm going to take it right now..