‘However, if voters believe in Steve, in his honor and his love for me and respect for my dad, if they believe in my mother’s love and respect for...my dad and for me, they’ll realize what a sorry-ass attempt this rumor is. They’ll ask where it started, and who started it. Crap like this is why I wouldn’t actually run for political office. This so-called rumor isn’t worth the effort it would require to disprove, or deny.’ ‘How did I handle that?’ asked Gwen once the reporter left. ‘I thought you. “I didn’t!” she cried. “I don’t know what’s wrong with him! He tried to piss on me! I didn’t do anything!”The medic pulled out his needle gun, standard equipment around here, and shot David full of tranquilizers – the same stuff someone had shot the blond girl full of after her performance with the candles. After a few seconds, David lay back, much more relaxed, but still trembling and covered with sweat.The medic pulled out a scanner and began recording David condition, starting with his dick.. ” “Give them to me.” I said, holding out my hand for the garments. “I’ll put them through the washing machine. They’ll be dry in no time, and I can iron the skirt before you go home.” “No need to iron – it doesn’t crease, just needs to be tumble-dried.” When I returned from my foray to the laundry and kitchen, bearing the remains of last night’s bottle of pinot gris and two glasses, she was sitting up on the bed propped against a pillow. I poured, handed her a glass and we clinked. “Here’s. God yes I cried out oh my god yes uh huh yes uh huh fuck my ass oh god yes fuck me. So good oh yes so good , your cock feels so good. He patted my butt and withdrew his withering cock from my gaping poop hole. He massaged my back and said you’re the woman my wife should be. I felt a pang of guilt when he said that , but I told myself there’s nothing I could do about it. I couldn’t leave or demand that every married man had to go home. By the time number eight began to inch his thick hard cock.