As we stood just outside the Oval Office, I could see lots of changes to the entry area, and figured that all had to be part of the security upgrade, ...lso. The Oval Office was still imposing, just as it must have been to every visitor since it was built. I tried to remember everything I'd been taught about the Oval Office.The "elliptic salon" at the center of the White House was a feature of the architect's original plan. An oval interior space was a Baroque concept that was adapted by. Her breasts were about the same as mine but her butt was smaller. I loved the way she looked but overlooked her because I thought she was straight. But that moment when we locked eyes, I knew it was a different story. I dropped my hand to the bottom of her shirt and pulled it off her, breaking the kiss. I kissed her neck softly and worked to her chest. I reached behind her and unhooked her bra, letting it spring forward and letting her breasts be free and loose. I peeled it off her shoulders. Feeling it up and down, she figured it had to be at least 10 inched long and as thick as her wrist. Feeling abit nervous, Hannah tried to move forward abit, but the hand grabbed her around the waist, pulling her back up against the stranger. Her breathing was beginning to get heavier as his hand made its way down her thigh. As he was moving up her skirt, Hannah spread her legs further apart to give him better access to her dripping pussy. As the strangers hand made his way up her skirt, he ran. I stepped inside the room and Linda looked up with a fright. Immy rolled onto her back and said 'What do you want'. I said 'What are you pair up to' as if I didn't know. They both blushed and I moved towards them and sat on the edge of the bed.They were both only thirteen and I was sixteen,I had been with a few girls and one woman a lot older than me who had taught me all about sex and what women liked. I knew that Immy had had sex with a guy from school but believed Linda to be a virgin.'I.