“Thank you for coming to see me, Mister Ambassador.”“It is my pleasure, Mister President. I hope you and your family are well.” We chatted abo...t everything under the sun for about ten minutes, since it is considered rude to get anything accomplished. Eventually he came around to business. “I am sorry that I was not able to meet you a few weeks ago following President Bush’s passing. I can understand how busy you must have been, and still are, it would seem.”I nodded. “Yes, yesterday was quite. Is that what needs massaging she said with a grin. I didn't reply, I just reached out and held he boob. Mum lent over and placed her hand on my bulging cock. Blimey she said, that feels big. As she had hold of it over my joggers. I looked down as my mum was studying my hard bulge whilst having a fill of it, I let go of her tit and pulled my waist band out, my hard cock sprung out it her view. Mum let out a nervous giggle and sat back. bloody hell she said, that's lovely as she looked at it. I. There were a lot of cheating husbands and wives in Seattle this time of the year.***Chapter 9 -- More questions"Are you telling me this is all you could find out about these two people?" Tom asked Rob in surprise. He could have found out more about the President of the United States than what his friend had on Dr. Jensen or Gerald Rogers. His own search for information on these two people (Tom didn't know what Jennifer's last name was) had come up empty so he turned to Rob to find something for. Her immediate assessment, however, was that Petra was not resourceful enough for him to be conniving a trap.“Free me and I will show you,” she sneered.Fauna was battle-tested. She had seen and done things that would give Petra night terrors. Life for her was a means of survival from the constant threat of mortal tyranny. Her pugnacious bloodthirst was born from necessity; a desideratum to eliminate the humans. And she did know magic. “I may be young and foolish,” he replied, “but I am no fool..