I thought about all the hardy souls that had surrounded me during the dangerous American Civil War and the adventurous Americans that had pulled up st...kes and headed west in the greatest migration the country had ever seen seeking the ideal place to put down roots and making this country the greatest the world had ever seen.I think it was the solid wall of bureaucracy that disgusted me the most because it was layer after layer of inefficiency insulating the powers that be from the reality on. This was the true spirit of his slut and slave; one who knew her own power, and the pleasure of surrendering it to him and him alone. As she drove he placed a hand on her thigh beneath the short hem of her skirt. She murmured and spread her legs a little. He could feel her arousal in the heat of her body and in the sheen of perspiration on her smooth skin. He pushed his hand between her thighs and up to the delta of her pussy. He covered her pussy mound with his fingers feeling the slight. Our mouths merged and our tongues playfully battled together like sword fighters parrying. She pulled away, looking questioningly at me."Yes, I do believe this is possible as well." I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulled her back into me, and kissed her passionately for several minutes. When we stopped, our two bodies entwined together, both of us were breathing heavily and our faces were flushed dark red.My fingers traced the outlines of her body down to her buttocks. As I lightly touched. “Your place or mine?” I asked bravely.“Neither,” she answered brusquely. “Follow me.”I was amazed at how quickly she could walk in those killer heels, but I kept pace until we got to a limousine.“Get in,” she said.Once inside the shiny black stretch, she pushed a button and spoke to the driver in a language I recognized as French, “Stephen, nous emmène à l'hôtel s'il vous plaît.”She put her hand on my leg and said, “We are headed to a hotel. When we are finished tonight, my driver will take you.