We worked late into the evening, and my agents drove me home sometime after midnight, promising to be ready to bring me back at eight the next morning... Jenny was sleeping by then, and rather than wake her with my news, I let her enjoy the rest. When I kissed the side of her face, I thought I caught a whiff a woman’s scent and looked forward to hearing all about Felicia’s Sunday visit. Hopefully the story would put me in a better mood.The real truth was that I did not wish to be Vice President. Just by reflex, because the idea was so ridiculous, I said "huh?" You heard me, fuck. Get under the table." Fuck you," I said.I waited for the thump, but none came. Instead, he and his goongrabbed my arms. I was going to cry out, to attract the guard, but thegoon grabbed my mouth as well, and it came out muffled. Then I felt astrange sensation on my left wrist, a sharp pain that burned, and thenfelt it again. Wrestling myself around to the right, I tried to bitethe goon's arm. I felt the same. The interesting thing about Melissa was that she was great about sharing her time with us, but it had been made clear that her money was her money and that was that, so don't ask. Not that we would have anyway, but still, that point was made quite forcefully to us. So we just settled for her company and her baby-sitting the kids. And what a joy it was to return home when she'd been there, let me tell you. Kids asking why I wasn't home more, why I didn't teach them to play soccer – all primed by. Invites had gone out to everyone weeks before so that they could prepare for the evening and I saw another great chance to dress gorgeously and to enjoy the night in gorgeous lesbian flirtation. The lower basement floor had been reserved for our group, which comprised of about 150 people including partners. I was attending single but knew there would be good opportunity for sweet girly love with one of the other girls there. I had been shopping in order to find myself a pretty evening dress and.