The height of stylish jacket, shirt and tie. And a perfectly engaging smile’“Hello Colonel, you don’t know me, But I am the replacement for Sena...or Johnson.”“Oh really? They haven’t even started his trial yet, Let alone held an election.”The man on my screen chuckled, “Well Colonel, Elections are mainly for the viewing pleasure of the masses. It gives them the illusion of choice in their leaders. In reality, I was picked as Senator Johnson’s replacement long before your trial even started. Your. I must say, my digestive system was being kind to me whilst I was out; I only did a couple of farts and the girls either didn't notice or didn't mind - they've known me long enough now anyway! But this didn't last. The sprouts would have their revenge!It took me a bit to get a cab out on the snowy streets of Boxing Day evening. But eventually it arrived, the driver being one of the ugliest blokes I have ever seen! He had a permanent scowl on his pinched features and a thick neanderthal forehead. It sprang up, fully engorged and the girl looked at it and squealed, "Wait" and tried to pull her knees together, her hands out on my chest, real fear in her face. I looked down at it and it looked normal to me, thick and round, heavy veined and helmet headed, surely no longer than her forearm, fiercely hard, a true cudgel if a bit knobby and bent up toward the rafters, oozing a bit of lubrication.I cupped her butt with one hand and massaged her mound with my knuckles while our lips and tongues. ”He raised his glass. It looked like some whiskey-based drink. “My name is Andrew, by the way,” he said, offering a handshake. Toni smiled, and shook it, telling him her name.“Toni, with an ‘i,’” she said, then added, “and my husband’s name is Brandon.”“Brandon? I was thinking more like one of the names of the seven dwarves,” Andrew said grinning.Toni stared at him with a half-grin, half-puzzled look, “Seven Dwarves? Why?”“Well, at the check-in counter he seemed like Grumpy. Then he fell asleep.