" "Very good, there will be other rules of course. But we'll get to them as we go along. Now harden your cock. I want to see it all juicy, and r...ady for action." Jody took his penis in his hand and started stroking. "Did I tell you to jerk-off? I'm sure you already know how to do that," I mocked him with the uptmost contempt. "What do you want me to do?" he asked, very confused. "Think it hard. Will it to get hard," I said, as though a c***d would know the answer. . He found that the media already had the story of the President’s fatal encounter with drug-fuelled assailants, and the brilliant defence of his person, killing all four attackers before succumbing to his own wounds. There was no mention in the story about the presence of his butler, or a bodyguard, for which John was glad. Some readers might wonder why no bodyguard, but it would be left at that. The political elite would keep the story in their favour, and all alternative readings would be. “Do you even know what the hell you are talking about?!” I demand abandoning my act of nonchalance.“Leave him alone Kassidy. You know he has moral standards, don’t ruin your relationship by seducing him to break them.” He says. “It’s pathetic.”I pause unsure if I’d heard him correctly and being surprised that I had.“Pathetic?!” I say standing in absolute fury. “Well, you’d be one to know.” I say cruelly. “You're currently runner up as far as pathetic goes. At least my boyfriend has moral. "I took another step back towards the house but Adam didn't notice my hesitation. He spouted off a bunch of gobble-dee-gook about carburetors, and frame models, and engines, and tires, and such; none of which I understood. In my hands the helmet he'd given me felt cold and hard."Lil?" he asked over his shoulder when he'd finally taken a breath. "What's wrong? Don't you like it?" It's very nice," I offered weakly. "Very shiny." Well, come on," Adam said brightly, holding out his hand to me.I.