It—"President Atkinson's tirade was interrupted when someone in a dark suit approached him, leaned in and whispered quietly in his ear. The Presiden... quieted as he listened, his eyes widening in surprise and his mouth forming a perfect "O" as he finished. Glancing wildly about, Atkinson grabbed his abandoned notes, spun around and stormed out of the room without a word.Perplexed, the reporters proceeded to demand some information, some idea of what had just happened.The man who'd just delivered. Yet, there would be no holding back. I’ve already leaped off the cliff and into the churning waves. My eyes drifting shut. My breath catching in my throat. Consume me.My fingers slipped out of my pussy when I felt the unmistakable push, like tectonic plates shifting beneath the planet’s surface. Like a tidal wave just about to crash into the earth with the ferocity of an entire ocean’s madness. And I crashed into madness.My juices gushed out of me. It splattered the floor. I heard the droplets. Lita didn't actively follow such things, being more concerned withwhether her husband would still be fit and able to fuck her twice a day.She wondered whether she should start persuading him to consider applyingto the Waverley Institute to transfer himself into a younger man's body,so that they could continue to be together for more years to come.Lita was just returning from a shopping trip with Anita, one of her closefriends. On the way home, they had stopped together at a new hair salonwhich. Did you have sex with the photographer?" What? You think every guy who takes nude pictures sleeps with his models? I told you he was a professional and he wasn't sleazy." I didn't ask if he was either of those things. I asked if you had sex with him."Molly looked at Jim, twisting her mouth and raising her eyebrows."Smartass," she said. "Yes, I had sex with him." Ha!" Jim exclaimed. "I knew it! I just knew it!" Yeah, yeah," Molly said drolly. "So there. I told you." Did you ever do anything else.