I want to nail her ass to the wall. She wants to complain about being crucified? I’ll fucking SHOW her how crucified feels! The money is far less of...an object to me than the satisfaction of seeing her in an orange jumpsuit in handcuffs, led away into the custody of the state. I never want that bitch to breathe the free air again! The next time that she leaves prison, I want it to be in a body bag or a fucking coffin!” I ranted, my hatred for that cunt showing through for real now.I was past any. They were of the same quality as the photos produced by the CIA. Percy admired the quality and said so. Anatoly just smiled and Ray laughed.Percy wondered just how far the tentacles of these men went.At first glance the island looked empty. There were no buildings, roads, or any signs of life. Percy was disappointed thinking it was a false alarm. But Ray just shushed him up and pulled some heat signature pictures out of the pile.There it was, a huge red hot spot where there was nothing to. He could not think straight. Everything was distorted. He wanted this. He would do anything Vanessa asked. Somehow he was completely lost in the moment as his body trembled with Vanessa’s hand lightly caressing him through his pants. ‘This is true power little Johnny…I own you and before I set you free I wanted you to understand it was not anyone’s decision but mine,’ Vanessa’s hand came off his cock,’ now take deep breaths John. Calm yourself and reclaim your center.’ John breathed deeply in. It belongs to the American people and it is not for sale.”Even later, on May 6, 1971, when Congress was preparing to award him the Medal of Honor on his 87th birthday, he refused to accept it, writing, “I don’t consider that I have done anything which should be the reason for any award, Congressional or otherwise.” As president, he paid for all of his own travel expenses and food.Modern politicians have found a new level of success in cashing in on the Presidency, resulting in untold wealth..