I was sure I would hear more from the White House - oh well, I had big shoulders... Back at the White House it was soon time to leave. I made one phon... call to Hanna. Then I sent a Secret Service agent out to find Melinda Schaffer and her camera man Nick Cote to bring them to the side media room.The side media room was where a reporter who was granted special access to administration VIP’s could do a one on one interview.“Melinda, Nick are your passports valid?” I asked.“Yes, but why do you. “Sis, you are so snatched,” Sam said coming up to one of them. “Let’s get this show on the road so we can fuck.” I glanced over at Merck but the comment seemed to roll right off him. He was panning around with his camera in the limited range he had. I saw him step back a little to look at it and then crank the height down slightly. I wondered how well he’d keep his objectivity once the clothes started coming off.“Okay. If anyone needs a break—restroom, smoke, drink—now’s the time,” I said.. As a teenage girl you learn the fact of life quickly, as you are now a breed-able ticking bomb, but strangely enough, you learn from other species, not because they teach you in school, no you learn from men, such as the old farmer of my riding school, when I was f******n, he made his girls watch their horses sired by the stallion, and marveled as we nubile nymphs stared at the bigger than life penis, the continuous prodding before the penetration, each of us girls willing it to find the right. Then finally Chloe came in and gave me my slice of bread and my cup of water. I've never been so hungry I quickly ate my bread and drank my water as Chloe didn't want me wasting time. I am still feeling tired but some how managed to make it to 6am on the Monday morning only god knows how I managed to survive 48hrs of fucking and sucking. I was so tired and sore I couldn't move. Then Chloe came in and said "so babes you want me to ring school as your mum and tell them you're having the day off.".