" Talents? Are you especially adept at anything?" Adept? What are you looking for?" I asked, feeling more frustrated now than anything else. Frustrate... and confused. "I'm just me." I'm trying to find out what makes you different from about fifty million other people, Miss Michaels." It's Mrs. Michaels," I corrected him. "Maybe that makes me different." No." He shook his head. "That's not it." Fuck," I breathed. "I'm not different." Yes, you are." The man stared at me. "But we don't know why.". I tried to wake her but she moaned and rolled over, so I got up and headed down stairs then I thought I would look in on my daughter and peering in through her door I could see her and Bridget fast asleep under the duvet, so I moved away and went down stairs for breakfast.After eating, there was still no one else up, so I decided to head out for a morning walk and strolled out in the morning sunshine.About an hour or so I found a little cottage on the edge of the village offering morning Tea so. " What the hell... ?" Chris asked."We'll start our regime as soon as possible. Give us a day in advance and we'll set things up at your convenience. You come in, we set you up, give the treatment right away. Then you can dress and leave. I trust you will have two female secret service agents here guarding you." Yes, that's right," she pointed behind her where one was at the door with her hands behind her back and her eyes darting everywhere. "The President gave me mostly women to take care of. “Yes” He said, keeping eye contact with me the whole time. My dick started twitching upwards like the hand of a ticking clock. I tried subtly suppressing it with my forearm. I started getting horny again, really horny, I could tell he was too. “If there was a dick, like right in your face, would you suck it?” I asked him, getting bolder and hornier, it was just like back in 5th form maths.“Who’s? Yours?” He asked with a cheeky smile. I didn’t know what to say. My boner was hard as a rock; it.