I'm not sure I understand all of it. There's so much that seems ... odd." Oh, there's a lot more," Aunt Jessica said, "and you'll learn that in school... A lot of what your teachers will tell you is going to be different than what you learned back in Tiburon." She smiled softly. "And when you have questions, you can always come to me with them." But wouldn't the teachers—" I teach history at the college here in Three Valleys," Aunt Jessica said. "I have books and other records that the teachers. “Not to my knowledge but who knows what they can dig up?”“Or, fabricate,” Matthew retorted. “I wouldn’t put that beyond those sons-of-bitches.”“The real reason is,” Gloria added, “so I can have a vote. It’s my dream to be sworn in before the next election.”“Good luck,” Ron replied.“April, dear,” Gloria said. “Do you know how to play bridge? I know Ronnie does.”April shook her head. “No, I’m sorry, I don’t.”“We don’t get a chance to play much any more,” Gloria replied.“What happened to your old. .. at least a little."Mr. Vice President, I so appreciate you organizing this golf outing, so that I could spend some time with the head of the FBI, without an agenda, a crisis, or a stopwatch. I think your idea of forcing us to spend a day, a SUNDAY no less, on the golf course, with strict orders not to talk business, opened the door so that we could talk man to man, and discover that we are both ordinary people. Your brainstorm gave us a chance to build a bridge, and now I won't hesitate to. Catherine asked if I enjoyed what happened. I told her it was fantastic and that I wanted more, I went on to explain how it felt to have my cock burried deep inside a pussy, I told Catherine how wet Aunties pussy was and how easy she slid over me, how hot she was inside and how her pussy gripped and pulled at my cock as she moved up and down. I could see Catherine flush slightly and noticed her nipples harden under her T-shirt, I took this signal to mean that she was getting excited hearing me.