Sarah and Michele were getting a little tipsy, nothing serious but I knew by the end of the night I would have to keep a close eye on the two of them....fter the awards were handed out they opened the floor to dancing, Sarah loves to dance, but I am the guy that stands at the back with a beer and watches, I have no problem with people dancing and would like to dance too but I have three left feet, that would be funny if it weren't true. Sarah tried to get me on the floor, but being completely. Without the cloth to hold him back, he reached a lot further inside her. She squealed into her hands over her mouth as she shook her head at him.When he saw the tears in her eyes he concluded she was far too ticklish. He pulled out of her and in the same motion pulled her panties down to her knees. She immediately sat down on the toilet and without even trying to close her legs like that morning, let out a small stream of liquid. His stimulation had caused her to lose control of her bladder.. Returning to the bedroom she pulled a duvet from the cupboard drawer and ripped off the protective cellophane wrapping. It smelled musty and she flapped it a couple of times before walking back and placing it on the floor in front of the fire.Going back to the stranger she reached beneath his armpits and tried vainly to pull him across to the heat. She knelt forwards behind his head and looked down on his handsome features. She wondered how she had managed to pull him up the path as he began to. “Ladies and Gentlemen ... The President of the United States...” The band played ‘Hail to the Chief,’ one last time for Sam Brownbock, as he was escorted to the podium to address what looked like the entire United States Congress along with a huge swath of reporters, officials and guests invited by Sam to be with him for his final act as President.Me, Jennifer and my staff watched from my suite as Sam thanked the White House staff, the musicians and his appointed administration for their.