"Oh my!" whispered Julianne, suddenly feeling very weak.After a two minute debriefing, Julianne excused the entourage from herprivate room on the plan.... Julianne's head was spinning. Worse thanlosing a colleague, a friend... was the reality that the powers of themost powerful job in the USA would be entrusted to... HIM. For underJulianne's skirt and panties, expertly and carefully hidden, was asecret known to just a few people."I've come too far as Julianne to lose it all now, the power. He quickly changed his mind,deciding that this box was definitely interesting, and probably very old."Nice," he said finally. "How does it open?"Chuckling the Old Man told him, "If I told you that, it would ruin thechallenge now, wouldn't it?" I guess," Sidney admitted reluctantly."Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt to give you a hint," the Old Manchuckled, running his hand over the box. "The carving on top," he ranhis hand over the peacock, "is the clue." Then smiling, the Old Manpushed the box. I wasn't allowed outto play in the rain because I got sick very easy and my knees would hurtsomething awful. Little did I know that a year later I would be inwheelchair with some crippling form of arthritis. Anyway i was watchingout the window hoping the rain would quit when I heard a voice call outto me from behind. I turned around and there stood a girl."Sorry I startled you," she said."That's okay," I replied. "I was just hoping the rain would stop," Iwent on."Me too," she answered. "My. She met my eyes and smiled widely as we passed. She knew what was up. I almost asked her to join us. I bet she would have. My girlfriend was walking several paces ahead of me, her ass wet with cum, her hair dishevled, her skirt hiked up and fishnets ripped, her nipples hard, and that just fucked expression on her face. Men were staring in lust, and some women too. She was really swaying her ass as she walked, making her tits bounce, playing her slutty hotness for all she could. She was my slut..