I got into my gear in the changing rooms then went to meet him in the gym.When i walked in he was bare chested with just some tracksuit bottoms on.Thi... revealed a large bulge and i began to realise what kind of personal session he was offering.He sat down on one of the benches and asked me to join him.As he sat down his cock was straight up virtually pushing out of his tracksuit botttoms.He could see me looking at it and took my hand and placed it on his bulge.It was so big that i could not get. Or hated, when we were younger. I remember being ten, seeing a boy scout made me scream about cooties and freak out because we thought they were horrible. Now we could admire them for what they are, really hot. Seventeen year old boy scouts had to go through gruelling training that made their bodies amazing, and since they had an “honour code” they were never douchebags. “Rethinking how horrible the week is?” I ask and smirk, looking at her.“Hell yes.” She says and we both laugh, looking over.. The images matter to me as they remind me of what I fight for. They counter the fact that I also fight for the likes of them.’ She swallowed the rest of her drink quickly, a castle servant taking the glass away from her almost as quickly as the Vesik’s approached them. She put on her most diplomatic smile as they closed the distance between them. Tonn Vesik was a tall man, with several inches of height on most that he had no issue with using to intimidate others, whether it be business. The man laughed and said, “This building is usually referred to as the bubble.”“Oh. I guess my ignorance answers your question,” Mike said with a shrug of his shoulders.“The building may be fifty years old, but it’s state of the art,” the man said. He looked up at the front of the room and said, “It looks like they are about to start.”“Right,” Mike said looking at the front of the room in time to see the current Director walk to the podium. The seal on the podium was the presidential seal.The.