“The first key is to breathe through your nose,” she explained.“Okay,” I said, thinking that was obvious if your mouth was totally full.“Ope... up,” she ordered.Although I thought this was silly, I was completely at the whim of this beautiful, intriguing girl. Plus, like in all my academic endeavours, practice does make perfect.So I opened my mouth and she slid a couple inches of the cucumber into my mouth.“Now just get used to having that pretty mouth filled up,” she instructed.I wanted to say,. . I'm a loser. I did what I WANTED to do, instead.Well, Brandy was the kind of girl who, once she gave up her virginity, figured that meant she was in love, and I was the kind of guy who was so completely overwhelmed by the reality of the situation that I more or less retreated into my fantasy world, where I could believe what I wanted. Had I grown up a little, and taken the time to figure that reality out, I might have found that we actually liked each other, and we might have grown to love. He talked to her as if she was trash, a piece of meat good for nothing. He shoved his dick in her. No play, no ease, no care; he lined it up and pierced her pussy. She yelped which got her yelled at. "bitch, didn't no one tell you to cum", he said. It was more of a painful, surprise but he didn't care. He started drilling. I didn't know if she was performing for me or if this was how it was with these guys. He kept pounding. She was grunting and moaning, "ungh ungh unnnnngh, oh oh. I had the National Intelligence Officer every morning with the Daily Brief, Deputy Chief of Staff Frank Stouffer, Deputy Communications Director (Ari had picked a guy from the Cato Institute to back him up) Will Brucis, Secret Service agents, and so forth. Marilyn tried hiding in the bedroom the first time somebody barged in, but after that she just laughed and got dressed while I grumbled. So much for romance, or any facsimile thereof.We flew back to Washington New Year’s Day and spent the.