He breasts were the size of half-grapefruits and stood out proudly from her chest; her nipples and areolas were enough to grab any man's interest, bot... for size and color. Her waist was trim, with no excess fat, but she was by no means skinny. Her pubic bush was only slightly darker than her blond hair, and barely covered her pussy. Her legs seemed to go on forever, finally ending in dainty feet. All of her was in perfect proportion for her 5 feet, 4 inches of height.Standing near her was an. That must be it."Millie brought my meal tray most evenings and would return half an hour later to collect the dirty dishes. At these times she started to linger and we talked. Gradually the whole of her married history was revealed and I grew angry at the way her husband treated her. He was one of those men who believed that a wife was a chattel that he owned along with the furniture. Someone who had no rights except to keep the house clean, cook his meals and become a receptacle for his sperm. As she sat in the waiting room, she started daydreaming about the nights when she and Raj had really great sex, which was quite often. They had always had great sex throughout their 17-year marriage. Lost in thought, she heard her name being called. “Vinita.” She followed the nurse into the exam room and took a seat. The nurse asked Vinita a few basic questions and then took her temperature and blood pressure. Everything was normal. The nurse apologized, and said the doctor was running late. Then it was lunch and back to the House to answer more questions before the vote.At 1100 I attended the NSA meeting - this time at the head of the table. It was a different feeling - instead of giving a report, the reports were being directed to me and I asked the questions.Lunch today was unrushed; my next meeting was not until 1400. Lorrie, Sara, Jenny and the boys joined me for lunch. They had been sightseeing this morning with several JBG security.JJ and RJ had all kinds of tales to tell me.