"I looked first a Joce, then Ali, and finally Nyx. This time they could meet my eyes and seemed genuinely embarrassed about what they'd done."Apology ...ccepted, but I don't want to hear about any more pranks, and I still want you to apologize to the people who are still back at school." Yes, Sir," they agreed nearly in unison."Alright, now quit sulking and go enjoy the rest of camp." How can we have fun when we're the only ones clothed?" Nyx whined."Just pretend you're at school." Ew, I don't. After he'd gone to the hospital, where the emergency room doctors had numbed Bob's scrotum so they could remove it from the zipper he'd constantly used the term "We" in conversation. "What are "We" going to do?" he'd asked. "How are "We" going to handle this?" Didn't he now that there wasn't a "We?" Bob had always treated her like one of his students. Until now he'd had no respect for her. The funny thing was that now, the one man who did treat her like an equal, the one man who respected her. How about keeping me constantly informed where you are. When you get shore duty, I'll come to you and we can just shack up for your duration there. I know plenty of people around in news and magazines and won't ever have a problem getting a job. As for this place, both Shirley and I own them outright and won't have a problem leasing them out."We continued talking about everything and nothing. Looking at her mantle clock and seeing it was close to 11pm, I picked a sleeping Diane up and carried. President, it is true of what you had heard about Samantha,” Douglas answered. “Do me a favor will you Mr. President, and that you keep it a secret?” “Trust me, Mr. Silverton, I won’t tell anybody about it, if you do me something in return?” the President said asking a favor from Douglas. “What would that be, Mr. President?” Douglas asked. Taking a deep breath of air before he spoke, he then asked “Will you let her and I have sex tonight?” “Well, Mr. President,” Douglas began, “Samantha and I.