Working for the President must make you stupid, or something."She went silent after her tirade and I could hear road noise, so she must be driving som...where."Are you headed home for the day?" I asked reasonably."Nope. I've been home. I'm heading for a certain estate in Chevy Chase, where I am to babysit a sixteen-year-old national hero."I could hear the first hint of humor in her voice and went with it. "Are you really? Is this national hero anyone we both know? Is he cute? Do you think he'll. ”“Such as?” I asked.“Well, the idea of surrendering to someone is great. Ilike the idea of being tied down. I’d like to be fuckedwhile tied over a chair. But the idea of pain doesn’t domuch for me. Maybe a light spanking, but not muchheavier than that.”Her last sentence surprised me. I’ve seen her dominateslaves before, and she could be quite cruel andsadistic. I said as much.“To tell the truth, one of the things I really get offon when. The mutual flirting seemed to pick right back up where it had left off the previous year at this same show. A couple minutes later Anna excused herself to the restroom and asked if I'd watch her drink. She set it on the table and as she walked past me she leaned in ans whispered "make sure no one puts anything in my drink, I'd hate to not remember any fun you and I might have tonight." She had been flirty before and I had as well, but never anything as forward as that! I watched her walk into. . and maybe that was exactly what fascinated me so much – apart from the fact that she was tall, strongly built and obviously had a pair of very sizeable boobs ....To my comment she just asked: ‘Are you sure?’‘Very sure!’‚I don’t believe you!‘‚Want me to prove it?‘Then, for quite a long time – nothing. Many hours later just one word: ‘Yes!’My heart jumped with anticipation! I booked a hotel, and a few days later I drove right across the whole country (talk about regional networks ....) ... and.