As soon as she shut the door, Dorothy headed back to her room "Bitch!" she said loudly as she walked down the hallway. She went back to her room and t...ied to pick up where she left off, but the woman had ruined the mood she was in. Frustrated and mad that she still hadn't cum, she stormed off to the barn.Dorothy had set herself up a corner of the hayloft where she could get away and be by herself to think. She was headed to her little thinking place after her encounter with Mrs. Blankenship. We parked at the expensive parking garage as close to the Senate building as I could get. Vicky had secured reservations for all four days.It was a short walk to the Senate building steps. I was carrying my portable office in a travel case with wheels. The only problem was the steps were staked out by the media. Oh well, time to play politician again as we started up the steps.We made it almost to the top of the steps before someone recognized me.“Ambassador Jones, Laura Purcell ADC news. Are. To make matters worse, Martha had laced me down extra tight so that I could fit into my new dress. I was able to sample a little of everything though. After dinner, we returned to the parlor to await the start of the party in the ballroom. In addition to giving everyone a chance to digest his or her meal, it gave us an opportunity to converse before the dancing started. The men enjoyed a drink and cigar while the women gossiped. I had an opportunity to meet Anne's fiancé, Gerald. He was. Having had a few drinks, I wasn’t as quiet as I thought, so Jess stirred and then opened her eyes. For a few seconds, I stood there naked as Jess looked at me.“Whose been sleeping in my bed? said the Mama Bear,” I joked. Jess raised up on her elbow and said, “Hi, Laura, Rachel said you weren’t coming home. I’m sorry. I’ll go sleep on the couch.”“No need Jess, you were here first,” I said. “I’ll go downstairs.”“No, please, you don’t have to,” Jess said, still watching me. The alcohol had.