" We all agreed.The sixth graders were graduating to Junior High, the eighth grade wasgraduating to High School, and the seniors were Graduating to Co...lege orwhere ever they were heading to in life.But for a few of the Eighth graders, they were graduating to the KittenAcademy. We'd been having rehearsals all week in the morning before the afternoontests. This year there were seventy three seniors, and I did my best tospend as much time as possible with each one.As before at Clara's we had the. Barely twenty hours earlier I had been gingerly shuffling through slush and ice at the entrance to the terminal at Heathrow airport my plane was leaving from. It would take some time to acclimatise to ninety-percent humidity and temperatures barely dipping below 30°C.When I arrived, the house looked a little ramshackle, though charming enough to make a four-day stay there seem like it would pass by pleasantly. I knocked at the front door but no one answered. So I went around the side to the. ”“Oh my God. You?”“Careful Ben, you are getting into areas that it would be better if you didn’t know anything about,” I replied.The conversation ended when Troy called and asked if I could come to the Oval Office.“OK, I will be right up,” I replied into the phone.“Gentleman, I need to go upstairs, you will have to excuse me,” I said as I stood and closed the folder.In the Oval Office there were three Senators from the President’s opposition party.Senator Sloane was the first to speak, “We have. I confided in him that I was thinking the same things he was. Then he pointed out an average homey looking woman straight across from us with some huge tits. She was laying there with her legs slightly spread, her swim suit was pulled to one side showing off half her pussy. I looked over and could not believe what I was seeing. "What do you think of that?" the man quizzed me. "Well, I like her pussy, not too hairy." I replied trying to be cool. Then the woman went to adjust her suit and made.