" The human race can deal with giving you a little privacy," she said."I'm the head of the Institute." And I thought I had it bad!" she sighed. "Being...the first unmarried President makes the holo-reporters go insane if I have a late meeting. God forbid it be with a Positive!" We had to rush a Healer to the hospital for the holo-reporter who fell off the roof that one time," I said."It's your fault," she accused. "Your sex life is so accessible, people expect every media figure to fuck on. She sighs, relaxing against me, swaying her hips in time with mine. I draw our joined hands towards her heart, resting them over her breast. Softly, lingeringly, I glide our hands in a circle over the soft swell, making the circles smaller and smaller until we are only teasing the pert nipple poking through her top. A soft moan slips from her lips. I know how sensitive her nipples are, how much she loves to have them touched and played with. My hand covering her stomach slides low, settling. But ... but ... but they will all know ... they will see my ... please you promised...” I whined clutching the tiny folds of material.“I want to see those titties up there when you dance – you know not all the girls take off their panties on stage – you fuckin’ do what you want to – but I want titties.” he said turning me toward the back room. I headed back to get changed while Mister Gamboni nodded to the DJ that I would be dancing next. The room was empty as most of the girls had left for the. She knew what was brewing and said, “If madam is there, do you drink daily.” I said – “Yes almost.” She came closer to me while speaking to me and asked – “Sir when would you like to have milk, now or later sir.”I became totally shameless and grabbed her hand and said, “Whenever you like to feed me.” She said – “Ok I am here only. Let me first massage you.” I asked- “When do you have to go back?” She said – “Today all work is done so I am free. No problem sir. When you grant me permission I.