"Yes, Mr. President," I said, respectfully."John, if you don't learn to use my Christian name, I swear, I'll send Casey to climb on your lap and bat y...ur ears!" We both laughed."What can I do for you, Sir?" That got us both laughing again."Well, I am 'secure' four-hundred feet below the surface, in a windowless, airless, lightless bunker. In about forty seconds I intend to lose my mind and start screaming. In the meantime I thought I would call and let you know how perfectly you handled your. When we left the building the air hit both of us like a ton of bricks. It felt amazing outside, spring-like weather in the middle of the winter. Who could ask for anything better? He took my hand and lead me down the street, weaving the both of us in and out of the crowd of people that had been heading in our direction. However, the hand holding was short lived as we found the little cafe we often visited for lunch. I offered a smile to him before settling myself down into a chair and he did. "I guess a couple years." A couple years?" Allie gasped. "Why? Why my stuff?" Well, not always just your stuff," Jesse whispered, "sometimes Mom'sstuff too." Why?" Allie repeated."I was curious," he finally looked up for good. "After you went to theHomecoming Dance in your Junior year, Mom had helped you get all dressedup and you looked so pretty and the stuff you got to wear was so niceand I was curious. One day, I was home alone and decided to try on thedress. Then I found one of your panties. If the swelling of That Buxom bitch Rosmerta’s belly is anything to go by. She’s only 35, you know. I’m sure Harry couldn’t resist those tits for long. And I’m very sure Draco Malfoy will be having a long line of dark haired siblings if Narcissa has anything to say about it. Harry fucked her and took her in as payment for all those things House Malfoy did to House Potter during the war. She’ll be having potter heir’s for the rest of her life, not that she’s complaining. Harry just gives it to.