It was bad enough when Bill Clinton had played saxophone on Arsenio Hall and had been asked boxers versus briefs. That was just the start! Over the ye...rs Presidents had gone on Oprah and Ellen and Leno and Letterman, and candidates announced their plans on Stewart and Colbert. I’m sorry, but I was the President, not a game show host!A younger generation in the White House disagreed with me and gave me an argument. Mindy said, “If you are trying to reach out to younger voters and sway them, you. He told me that he would be coming along and would help ride herd on the group.I was reluctant at first, but they pleaded with me to take them and teach them about nature. When I asked who all was going, I was told it was a group of 12 guys and girls who were attending a local community college. They promised to be no trouble and to follow my instructions to the letter. Finally, I gave in and wondered what had I committed to. I prepared a list of everything they needed to bring and handed it. It was almost 20 minutes.Then we said: Let’s start the presentation.We played the presentation and it was a 30-minute video. After 10 minutes, we edited it with pornographic stuff in between. The video lasted around 5 minutes and Sid’s mom was keen on watching it.She was aroused, I suppose, as there was no reaction and she kept watching. We tested it by talking to her about how the video was until then. The porn still flashed for a second, and she did not react to it.A minute later, another. "You had really slutty heels and fishnets on and a corset too, tryingto draw attention to your body," I pleaded."Got it," she said, "anyone with attention grabbing clothes must be anassistant." No," I said again, "you also had huge tits." Wrong answer again.Cassie demanded to know what I thought about with tits like hers and Ianswered honestly that I wanted to fuck them."So just because you want to fuck my tits," she grabbed them foremphasis, "I must be an assistant?" No," I practically.